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Act 5, scene 2
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Titus Andronicus
Act 5, scene 2



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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 2
Enter Tamora and her two sons, disguised.

 Thus, in this strange and sad habiliment
 I will encounter with Andronicus
 And say I am Revenge, sent from below
 To join with him and right his heinous wrongs.
5 Knock at his study, where they say he keeps
 To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge.
 Tell him Revenge is come to join with him
 And work confusion on his enemies.

They knock, and Titus (above) opens his study door.

 Who doth molest my contemplation?
10 Is it your trick to make me ope the door,
 That so my sad decrees may fly away
 And all my study be to no effect?
 You are deceived, for what I mean to do,
 See here, in bloody lines I have set down,
15 And what is written shall be executed.
 Titus, I am come to talk with thee.
 No, not a word. How can I grace my talk,
 Wanting a hand to give it action?
 Thou hast the odds of me; therefore, no more.
20 If thou didst know me, thou wouldst talk with me.

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ACT 5. SC. 2

 I am not mad. I know thee well enough.
 Witness this wretched stump; witness these crimson
 Witness these trenches made by grief and care;
25 Witness the tiring day and heavy night;
 Witness all sorrow that I know thee well
 For our proud empress, mighty Tamora.
 Is not thy coming for my other hand?
 Know, thou sad man, I am not Tamora.
30 She is thy enemy, and I thy friend.
 I am Revenge, sent from th’ infernal kingdom
 To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind
 By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes.
 Come down and welcome me to this world’s light.
35 Confer with me of murder and of death.
 There’s not a hollow cave or lurking-place,
 No vast obscurity or misty vale
 Where bloody murder or detested rape
 Can couch for fear but I will find them out,
40 And in their ears tell them my dreadful name,
 Revenge, which makes the foul offender quake.
 Art thou Revenge? And art thou sent to me
 To be a torment to mine enemies?
 I am. Therefore come down and welcome me.
45 Do me some service ere I come to thee.
 Lo, by thy side, where Rape and Murder stands,
 Now give some surance that thou art Revenge:
 Stab them, or tear them on thy chariot wheels,
 And then I’ll come and be thy wagoner,
50 And whirl along with thee about the globe,
 Provide thee two proper palfreys, black as jet,
 To hale thy vengeful wagon swift away,

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ACT 5. SC. 2

 And find out murderers in their guilty caves.
 And when thy car is loaden with their heads,
55 I will dismount and by thy wagon wheel
 Trot like a servile footman all day long,
 Even from Hyperion’s rising in the east
 Until his very downfall in the sea.
 And day by day I’ll do this heavy task,
60 So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there.
 These are my ministers and come with me.
 Are they thy ministers? What are they called?
 Rape and Murder; therefore callèd so
 ’Cause they take vengeance of such kind of men.
65 Good Lord, how like the Empress’ sons they are,
 And you the Empress! But we worldly men
 Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes.
 O sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee,
 And if one arm’s embracement will content thee,
70 I will embrace thee in it by and by.
He exits above.
 This closing with him fits his lunacy.
 Whate’er I forge to feed his brainsick humors,
 Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches,
 For now he firmly takes me for Revenge;
75 And, being credulous in this mad thought,
 I’ll make him send for Lucius his son;
 And whilst I at a banquet hold him sure,
 I’ll find some cunning practice out of hand
 To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths,
80 Or, at the least, make them his enemies.
 See, here he comes, and I must ply my theme.

Titus Andronicus
ACT 5. SC. 2

Enter Titus.

 Long have I been forlorn, and all for thee.
 Welcome, dread Fury, to my woeful house.—
 Rapine and Murder, you are welcome too.
85 How like the Empress and her sons you are!
 Well are you fitted, had you but a Moor.
 Could not all hell afford you such a devil?
 For well I wot the Empress never wags
 But in her company there is a Moor;
90 And, would you represent our queen aright,
 It were convenient you had such a devil.
 But welcome as you are. What shall we do?
 What wouldst thou have us do, Andronicus?
 Show me a murderer; I’ll deal with him.
95 Show me a villain that hath done a rape,
 And I am sent to be revenged on him.
 Show me a thousand that hath done thee wrong,
 And I will be revengèd on them all.
TITUS, to Demetrius 
 Look round about the wicked streets of Rome,
100 And when thou findst a man that’s like thyself,
 Good Murder, stab him; he’s a murderer.
 To Chiron. Go thou with him, and when it is thy
 To find another that is like to thee,
105 Good Rapine, stab him; he is a ravisher.
 To Tamora. Go thou with them; and in the
 Emperor’s court
 There is a queen attended by a Moor.
 Well shalt thou know her by thine own proportion,

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ACT 5. SC. 2

110 For up and down she doth resemble thee.
 I pray thee, do on them some violent death.
 They have been violent to me and mine.
 Well hast thou lessoned us; this shall we do.
 But would it please thee, good Andronicus,
115 To send for Lucius, thy thrice-valiant son,
 Who leads towards Rome a band of warlike Goths,
 And bid him come and banquet at thy house?
 When he is here, even at thy solemn feast,
 I will bring in the Empress and her sons,
120 The Emperor himself, and all thy foes,
 And at thy mercy shall they stoop and kneel,
 And on them shalt thou ease thy angry heart.
 What says Andronicus to this device?
TITUS, (calling) 
 Marcus, my brother, ’tis sad Titus calls.

Enter Marcus.

125 Go, gentle Marcus, to thy nephew Lucius.
 Thou shalt inquire him out among the Goths.
 Bid him repair to me and bring with him
 Some of the chiefest princes of the Goths.
 Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are.
130 Tell him the Emperor and the Empress too
 Feast at my house, and he shall feast with them.
 This do thou for my love, and so let him,
 As he regards his agèd father’s life.
 This will I do, and soon return again.Marcus exits.
135 Now will I hence about thy business
 And take my ministers along with me.
 Nay, nay, let Rape and Murder stay with me,
 Or else I’ll call my brother back again
 And cleave to no revenge but Lucius.

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ACT 5. SC. 2

TAMORA, aside to Chiron and Demetrius 
140 What say you, boys? Will you abide with him
 Whiles I go tell my lord the Emperor
 How I have governed our determined jest?
 Yield to his humor, smooth and speak him fair,
 And tarry with him till I turn again.
TITUS, aside 
145 I knew them all, though they supposed me mad,
 And will o’erreach them in their own devices—
 A pair of cursèd hellhounds and their dam!
DEMETRIUS, aside to Tamora 
 Madam, depart at pleasure. Leave us here.
 Farewell, Andronicus. Revenge now goes
150 To lay a complot to betray thy foes.
 I know thou dost; and, sweet Revenge, farewell.
Tamora exits.
 Tell us, old man, how shall we be employed?
 Tut, I have work enough for you to do.—
 Publius, come hither; Caius, and Valentine.

Publius, Caius, and Valentine enter.

PUBLIUS 155What is your will?
TITUS Know you these two?
 The Empress’ sons, I take them—Chiron, Demetrius.
 Fie, Publius, fie, thou art too much deceived.
 The one is Murder, and Rape is the other’s name;
160 And therefore bind them, gentle Publius.
 Caius and Valentine, lay hands on them.

Titus Andronicus
ACT 5. SC. 2

 Oft have you heard me wish for such an hour,
 And now I find it. Therefore bind them sure,
 And stop their mouths if they begin to cry.
Titus exits.
165 Villains, forbear! We are the Empress’ sons.
 And therefore do we what we are commanded.—
 Stop close their mouths; let them not speak a word.
 Is he sure bound? Look that you bind them fast.

Enter Titus Andronicus with a knife, and Lavinia
with a basin.

 Come, come, Lavinia. Look, thy foes are bound.—
170 Sirs, stop their mouths. Let them not speak to me,
 But let them hear what fearful words I utter.—
 O villains, Chiron and Demetrius!
 Here stands the spring whom you have stained with
175 This goodly summer with your winter mixed.
 You killed her husband, and for that vile fault
 Two of her brothers were condemned to death,
 My hand cut off and made a merry jest,
 Both her sweet hands, her tongue, and that more dear
180 Than hands or tongue, her spotless chastity,
 Inhuman traitors, you constrained and forced.
 What would you say if I should let you speak?
 Villains, for shame you could not beg for grace.
 Hark, wretches, how I mean to martyr you.
185 This one hand yet is left to cut your throats,
 Whiles that Lavinia ’tween her stumps doth hold
 The basin that receives your guilty blood.
 You know your mother means to feast with me,
 And calls herself Revenge, and thinks me mad.
190 Hark, villains, I will grind your bones to dust,

Titus Andronicus
ACT 5. SC. 3

 And with your blood and it I’ll make a paste,
 And of the paste a coffin I will rear,
 And make two pasties of your shameful heads,
 And bid that strumpet, your unhallowed dam,
195 Like to the earth swallow her own increase.
 This is the feast that I have bid her to,
 And this the banquet she shall surfeit on;
 For worse than Philomel you used my daughter,
 And worse than Procne I will be revenged.
200 And now prepare your throats.—Lavinia, come,
 Receive the blood.He cuts their throats.
 And when that they are dead,
 Let me go grind their bones to powder small,
 And with this hateful liquor temper it,
205 And in that paste let their vile heads be baked.
 Come, come, be everyone officious
 To make this banquet, which I wish may prove
 More stern and bloody than the Centaurs’ feast.
 So. Now bring them in, for I’ll play the cook
210 And see them ready against their mother comes.
They exit, carrying the dead bodies.