Free Titus Andronicus & Timon of Athens by William Shakespeare

Emillius
    A GOTH     My lord, there is a messenger from Rome
    Desires to be admitted to your presence.
    LUCIUS     Let him come near.
    Welcome, Emillius what’s the news from Rome?
    EMILLIUS     Lord Lucius, and you princes of the Goths,
    The Roman emperor greets you all by me,
    And for 159 he understands you are in arms,
    He craves a parley at your father’s house,
    Willing you to demand your hostages, 161
    And they shall be immediately delivered.
    A GOTH     What says our general?
    LUCIUS     Emillius, let the emperor give his pledges
    Unto my father and my uncle Marcus,
    And we will come. March away.
    Flourish. Exeunt
[Act 5 Scene 2]
    running scene 10
    Enter Tamora and her two sons
[
Demetrius and Chiron
,]
disguised
    TAMORA     Thus, in this strange and sad habiliment, 1
    I will encounter with Andronicus
    And say I am Revenge, sent from below
    To join with him and right his heinous wrongs:
    Knock at his study, where they say he keeps, 5
    To ruminate strange plots of dire revenge:
    Tell 7 him Revenge is come to join with him
    And work confusion 8 on his enemies.
    They knock and Titus opens his study door
    Aloft or within , holding papers
    TITUS     Who doth molest my contemplation?
    Is it your trick to make me ope 10 the door,
    That so my sad decrees 11 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 14 I have set down,
    And what is written shall be executed. 15
    TAMORA     Titus, I am come to talk with thee.
    TITUS     No, not a word. How can I grace 17 my talk,
    Wanting a hand to give it action? 18
    Thou hast the odds of 19 me, therefore no more.
    TAMORA     If thou didst know me, thou would’st talk with me.
    TITUS     I am not mad, I know thee well enough:
    Witness this wretched stump, witness these crimson lines,
    Witness these trenches 23 made by grief and care,
    Witness the tiring day and heavy 24 night,
    Witness all sorrow, that I know thee well
    For our proud empress, mighty Tamora.
    Is not thy coming for my other hand?
    TAMORA     Know, thou sad man, I am not Tamora:
    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 32 vengeance on thy foes.
    Come down and welcome me to this world’s light,
    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 38 for fear, but I will find them out,
    And in their ears tell them my dreadful 39 name,
    Revenge, which makes the foul offenders quake.
    TITUS     Art thou Revenge? And art thou sent to me
    To be a torment to mine enemies?
    TAMORA     I am: therefore come down and welcome me.
    TITUS     Do me some service ere I come to thee.
    Lo by thy side where Rape and Murder stands:
    Now give some surance 46 that thou art Revenge:
    Stab them or tear them on thy chariot-wheels,
    And then I’ll come and be thy wagoner,
    And whirl along with thee about the globes, 49
    Provide thee two proper palfreys 50 , as black as jet,
    To hale 51 thy vengeful wagon swift away,
    And find out murder 52 in their guilty caves.
    And when thy car 53 is loaden with their heads,
    I will dismount and by the wagon wheel
    Trot like a servile footman all day long,
    Even from Hyperion’s 56 rising in the east
    Until his very downfall 57 in the sea.
    And day by day I’ll do this heavy task,
    So thou destroy Rapine 59 and Murder there.
    TAMORA     These are my ministers, and come with me.
    TITUS     Are these thy ministers? What are they called?
    TAMORA     Rape and Murder, therefore callèd so,
    Cause they take vengeance of 63 such kind of men.
    TITUS     Good Lord, how like the empress’ sons they are,
    And you the empress! But we worldly 65 men
    Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes.
    O