titus andronicus(泰特斯·安特洛尼克斯)-第16章
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wrote the letter that thy father found; And hid the gold within that letter
mention'd; Confederate with the Queen and her two sons; And what not
done; that thou hast cause to rue; Wherein I had no stroke of mischief in it?
I play'd the cheater for thy father's hand; And; when I had it; drew myself
apart And almost broke my heart with extreme laughter。 I pried me
through the crevice of a wall; When; for his hand; he had his two sons'
heads; Beheld his tears; and laugh'd so heartily That both mine eyes were
rainy like to his; And when I told the Empress of this sport; She swooned
almost at my pleasing tale; And for my tidings gave me twenty kisses。
GOTH。 What; canst thou say all this and never blush? AARON。 Ay; like a
black dog; as the saying is。 LUCIUS。 Art thou not sorry for these heinous
deeds? AARON。 Ay; that I had not done a thousand more。 Even now I
curse the day… and yet; I think; Few come within the compass of my curse…
Wherein I did not some notorious ill; As kill a man; or else devise his
death; Ravish a maid; or plot the way to do it; Accuse some innocent; and
forswear myself; Set deadly enmity between two friends; Make poor
men's cattle break their necks; Set fire on barns and hay…stacks in the night;
And bid the owners quench them with their tears。 Oft have I digg'd up
dead men from their graves; And set them upright at their dear friends'
door Even when their sorrows almost was forgot; And on their skins; as on
the bark of trees; Have with my knife carved in Roman letters 'Let not
your sorrow die; though I am dead。' Tut; I have done a thousand dreadful
things As willingly as one would kill a fly; And nothing grieves me
heartily indeed But that I cannot do ten thousand more。 LUCIUS。 Bring
down the devil; for he must not die So sweet a death as hanging presently。
AARON。 If there be devils; would I were a devil; To live and burn in
everlasting fire; So I might have your company in hell But to torment you
with my bitter tongue! LUCIUS。 Sirs; stop his mouth; and let him speak
no more。
Enter AEMILIUS
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GOTH。 My lord; there is a messenger from Rome Desires to be
admitted to your presence。 LUCIUS。 Let him come near。 Welcome;
Aemilius。 What's the news from Rome? AEMILIUS。 Lord Lucius; and
you Princes of the Goths; The Roman Emperor greets you all by me; And;
for he understands you are in arms; He craves a parley at your father's
house; Willing you to demand your hostages; And they shall be
immediately deliver'd。 FIRST GOTH。 What says our general? LUCIUS。
Aemilius; let the Emperor give his pledges Unto my father and my uncle
Marcus。 And we will come。 March away。 Exeunt
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SCENE II。 Rome。 Before TITUS' house
Enter TAMORA; and her two sons; DEMETRIUS and CHIRON;
disguised
TAMORA。 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。 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 opens his study door; above
TITUS。 Who doth molest my contemplation? 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 deceiv'd; for what I mean to do See here in bloody
lines I have set down; And what is written shall be executed。 TAMORA。
Titus; I am come to talk with thee。 TITUS。 No; not a word。 How can I
grace my talk; Wanting a hand to give it that accord? Thou hast the odds of
me; therefore no more。 TAMORA。 If thou didst know me; thou wouldst
talk with me。 TITUS。 I am not mad; I know thee well enough: Witness this
wretched stump; witness these crimson lines; Witness these trenches made
by grief and care; 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? 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 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 for fear but I will find them out; And in
their ears tell them my dreadful name… Revenge; which makes the foul
offender 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 that thou art
Revenge… Stab them; or tear them on thy chariot wheels; And then I'll
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come and be thy waggoner And whirl along with thee about the globes。
Provide thee two proper palfreys; black as jet; To hale thy vengeful
waggon swift away; And find out murderers in their guilty caves; And
when thy car is loaden with their heads; I will dismount; and by thy
waggon 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; So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there。
TAMORA。 These are my ministers; and come with me。 TITUS。 Are they
thy ministers? What are they call'd? TAMORA。 Rape and Murder;
therefore called so 'Cause they take vengeance of such kind of men。
TITUS。 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; I will embrace thee in it by and by。 TAMORA。 This
closing with him fits his lunacy。 Whate'er I forge to feed his brain…sick
humours; Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches; For now he
firmly takes me for Revenge; 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; Or; at the least; make them his enemies。 See; here he comes;
and I must ply my theme。
Enter TITUS; below
TITUS。 Long have I been forlorn; and all for thee。 Welcome; dread
Fury; to my woeful house。 Rapine and Murder; you are welcome too。 How
like the Empress and her sons you are! Well are you fitted; had you but a
Moor。 Could not all hell a