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Lucius, &c. descend.
Mar. Go, go into old Titus' sorrowful house,
[to an Attendant. And hither hale that misbelieving Moor, To be adjudged some direful slaughtering death, As punishment for his most wicked life. Ro. (several speak.) Lucius, all hail, Rome's
gracious governor! Lucius. Thanks, gentle Romans. May I govern
[kisses Titus. These sorrowful drops upon thy blood-stain'd face, The last true duties of thy noble son!
Mar. Tear for tear, and loving kiss for kiss,
them! Lucius. Come hither, boy; come, come, and
learn of us To melt in showers. Thy grandsire loved thee
Meet, and agreeing with thine infancy:
Enter Attendants, with AARON. 1 Ro. You sad Andronici, have done with woes : Give sentence on this execrable wretch, That hath been breeder of these dire events.
Lucius. Set him breast-deep in earth, and famish
There let him stand, and rave, and for food :
I do repent it from my very soul.