So, now bring them in, for I'll play the cook,
And see them ready 'gainst their mother comes.
[Exeunt, bearing the dead bodies]
TITUS ANDRONICUS
ACT V
SCENE III Court of TITUS's house. A banquet set out.
[Enter LUCIUS, MARCUS, and Goths, with AARON prisoner]
LUCIUS Uncle Marcus, since it is my father's mind
That I repair to Rome, I am content.
First Goth And ours with thine, befall what fortune will.
LUCIUS Good uncle, take you in this barbarous Moor,
This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil;
Let him receive no sustenance, fetter him
Till he be brought unto the empress' face,
For testimony of her foul proceedings:
And see the ambush of our friends be strong;
I fear the emperor means no good to us.
AARON Some devil whisper curses in mine ear,
And prompt me, that my tongue may utter forth
The venomous malice of my swelling heart!
LUCIUS Away, inhuman dog! unhallow'd slave!
Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in.
[Exeunt Goths, with AARON. Flourish within]
The trumpets show the emperor is at hand.
[Enter SATURNINUS and TAMORA, with AEMILIUS,
Tribunes, Senators, and others]
SATURNINUS What, hath the firmament more suns than one?
LUCIUS What boots it thee to call thyself a sun?
MARCUS ANDRONICUS Rome's emperor, and nephew, break the parle;
These quarrels must be quietly debated.
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