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There's for thyself, and that's for Tamora.
Ah, sirrah!
Yet, I think, we are not brought so low,
But that between us we can kill a fly
That comes in likeness of a coal-black Moor.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS Alas, poor man! grief has so wrought on him,
He takes false shadows for true substances.
TITUS ANDRONICUS Come, take away. Lavinia, go with me:
I'll to thy closet; and go read with thee
Sad stories chanced in the times of old.
Come, boy, and go with me: thy sight is young,
And thou shalt read when mine begin to dazzle.
[Exeunt]
TITUS ANDRONICUS
ACT IV
SCENE I Rome. Titus's garden.
[Enter young LUCIUS, and LAVINIA running after him,
and the boy flies from her, with books under his
arm. Then enter TITUS and MARCUS]
Young LUCIUS Help, grandsire, help! my aunt Lavinia
Follows me every where, I know not why:
Good uncle Marcus, see how swift she comes.
Alas, sweet aunt, I know not what you mean.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS Stand by me, Lucius; do not fear thine aunt.
TITUS ANDRONICUS She loves thee, boy, too well to do thee harm.
Young LUCIUS Ay, when my father was in Rome she did.
MARCUS ANDRONICUS What means my niece Lavinia by these signs?
TITUS ANDRONICUS Fear her not, Lucius: somewhat doth she mean:
See, Lucius, see how much she makes of thee:
Somewhither would she have thee go with her.
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