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Act 4, scene 3
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Titus Andronicus
Act 4, scene 3



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Titus Andronicus overflows with death and violence. Twenty-one sons of the Roman general Titus Andronicus have died in battle, leaving four…

Act 1, scene 1

Saturninus and Bassianus, sons of the deceased Emperor of Rome, challenge each other for the title of emperor. Titus Andronicus,…

Act 2, scene 1

Aaron reveals that he is Tamora’s lover, and then stops a fight between her sons, Chiron and Demetrius, who both…

Act 2, scene 2

As the morning hunt gets under way, Demetrius and Chiron anticipate raping Lavinia.

Act 2, scene 3

Aaron sets a trap to destroy Bassianus and put the blame on Titus’s sons Quintus and Martius. He has Tamora…

Act 2, scene 4

The raped and mutilated Lavinia is discovered by her horrified uncle, Marcus.

Act 3, scene 1

Martius and Quintus are led off to execution. Aaron says their lives can be saved if Titus, Lucius, or Marcus…

Act 3, scene 2

In this scene, which is found in the 1623 Folio text but not in the Quarto, Titus is horrified when…

Act 4, scene 1

Lavinia finds a way to reveal to Titus the story of her rape and mutilation and the names of the…

Act 4, scene 2

Tamora gives birth to a baby whose black skin signals Aaron’s paternity. Aaron arranges for a white baby to take…

Act 4, scene 3

Titus has his friends and family shoot arrows to which are attached messages to the gods begging that Justice (as…

Act 4, scene 4

Saturninus, enraged at the messages on the arrows, reads the letter brought by the country fellow and sentences him to…

Act 5, scene 1

Aaron is captured by Lucius and his army of Goths. After Lucius swears to protect the baby, Aaron confesses to…

Act 5, scene 2

Tamora, disguised as Revenge, tells Titus she has come to his aid, and that if he will invite Lucius to…

Act 5, scene 3

At the feast, Titus serves the pie made from the bodies of Chiron and Demetrius. He then stabs Lavinia, reveals…

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Scene 3
Enter Titus, old Marcus, his son Publius, young
Lucius, and other gentlemen (Caius and Sempronius)
with bows, and Titus bears the arrows with letters on
the ends of them.

 Come, Marcus, come. Kinsmen, this is the way.—
 Sir boy, let me see your archery.
 Look you draw home enough and ’tis there straight.—
 Terras Astraea reliquit.
5 Be you remembered, Marcus, she’s gone, she’s fled.—
 Sirs, take you to your tools. You, cousins, shall
 Go sound the ocean and cast your nets;
 Happily you may catch her in the sea;
 Yet there’s as little justice as at land.
10 No; Publius and Sempronius, you must do it.
 ’Tis you must dig with mattock and with spade,
 And pierce the inmost center of the Earth.
 Then, when you come to Pluto’s region,
 I pray you, deliver him this petition.
15 Tell him it is for justice and for aid,
 And that it comes from old Andronicus,
 Shaken with sorrows in ungrateful Rome.
 Ah, Rome! Well, well, I made thee miserable
 What time I threw the people’s suffrages
20 On him that thus doth tyrannize o’er me.

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 Go, get you gone, and pray be careful all,
 And leave you not a man-of-war unsearched.
 This wicked emperor may have shipped her hence,
 And, kinsmen, then we may go pipe for justice.
25 O Publius, is not this a heavy case
 To see thy noble uncle thus distract?
 Therefore, my lords, it highly us concerns
 By day and night t’ attend him carefully,
 And feed his humor kindly as we may,
30 Till time beget some careful remedy.
 Kinsmen, his sorrows are past remedy
 But …
 Join with the Goths, and with revengeful war
 Take wreak on Rome for this ingratitude,
35 And vengeance on the traitor Saturnine.
 Publius, how now? How now, my masters?
 What, have you met with her?
 No, my good lord, but Pluto sends you word,
 If you will have Revenge from hell, you shall.
40 Marry, for Justice, she is so employed,
 He thinks, with Jove in heaven, or somewhere else,
 So that perforce you must needs stay a time.
 He doth me wrong to feed me with delays.
 I’ll dive into the burning lake below
45 And pull her out of Acheron by the heels.
 Marcus, we are but shrubs, no cedars we,
 No big-boned men framed of the Cyclops’ size,
 But metal, Marcus, steel to the very back,
 Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs can
50 bear;

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 And sith there’s no justice in Earth nor hell,
 We will solicit heaven and move the gods
 To send down Justice for to wreak our wrongs.
 Come, to this gear. You are a good archer, Marcus.
He gives them the arrows.
55 “Ad Jovem,” that’s for you;—here, “Ad Apollinem”;—
 “Ad Martem,” that’s for myself;—
 Here, boy, “to Pallas”;—here, “to Mercury”;—
 “To Saturn, Caius—not to Saturnine!
 You were as good to shoot against the wind.
60 To it, boy!—Marcus, loose when I bid.
 Of my word, I have written to effect;
 There’s not a god left unsolicited.
 Kinsmen, shoot all your shafts into the court.
 We will afflict the Emperor in his pride.
65 Now, masters, draw. (They shoot.) O, well said,
 Good boy, in Virgo’s lap! Give it Pallas.
 My lord, I aim a mile beyond the moon.
 Your letter is with Jupiter by this.
70 Ha, ha! Publius, Publius, what hast thou done?
 See, see, thou hast shot off one of Taurus’ horns!
 This was the sport, my lord; when Publius shot,
 The Bull, being galled, gave Aries such a knock
 That down fell both the Ram’s horns in the court,
75 And who should find them but the Empress’ villain?
 She laughed and told the Moor he should not choose
 But give them to his master for a present.
 Why, there it goes. God give his Lordship joy!

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Enter a country fellow with a basket and two
pigeons in it.

 News, news from heaven! Marcus, the post is
80 come.—
 Sirrah, what tidings? Have you any letters?
 Shall I have Justice? What says Jupiter?
COUNTRY FELLOW Ho, the gibbet-maker? He says that
 he hath taken them down again, for the man must
85 not be hanged till the next week.
TITUS But what says Jupiter, I ask thee?
COUNTRY FELLOW Alas, sir, I know not Jubiter; I never
 drank with him in all my life.
TITUS Why, villain, art not thou the carrier?
COUNTRY FELLOW 90Ay, of my pigeons, sir; nothing else.
TITUS Why, didst thou not come from heaven?
COUNTRY FELLOW From heaven? Alas, sir, I never
 came there. God forbid I should be so bold to press
 to heaven in my young days. Why, I am going with
95 my pigeons to the tribunal plebs, to take up a matter
 of brawl betwixt my uncle and one of the Emperal’s
MARCUS, to Titus Why, sir, that is as fit as can be to
 serve for your oration; and let him deliver the pigeons
100 to the Emperor from you.
TITUS Tell me, can you deliver an oration to the Emperor
 with a grace?
COUNTRY FELLOW Nay, truly, sir, I could never say
 grace in all my life.
105 Sirrah, come hither. Make no more ado,
 But give your pigeons to the Emperor.
 By me thou shalt have justice at his hands.
 Hold, hold; meanwhile here’s money for thy

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 charges.—Give me pen and ink.—Sirrah, can you
110 with a grace deliver up a supplication?
He writes.
TITUS Then here is a supplication for you, and when
 you come to him, at the first approach you must
 kneel, then kiss his foot, then deliver up your pigeons,
115 and then look for your reward. I’ll be at
 hand, sir. See you do it bravely.
He hands him a paper.
COUNTRY FELLOW I warrant you, sir. Let me alone.
 Sirrah, hast thou a knife? Come, let me see it.—
He takes the knife and gives it to Marcus.
 Here, Marcus, fold it in the oration,
120 For thou hast made it like an humble suppliant.—
 And when thou hast given it to the Emperor,
 Knock at my door and tell me what he says.
COUNTRY FELLOW God be with you, sir. I will.
He exits.
TITUS Come, Marcus, let us go.—Publius, follow me.
They exit.