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titus andronicus(泰特斯·安特洛尼克斯)-第7章

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O Tamora; be call'd a gentle queen; And with thine own hands kill me in 

this   place!   For   'tis   not   life   that   I   have   begg'd   so   long;   Poor   I   was   slain 

when   Bassianus   died。 TAMORA。 What   beg'st   thou;   then?   Fond   woman; 

let me go。 LAVINIA。 'Tis present death I beg; and one thing more; That 

womanhood denies my tongue to tell: O; keep me from their worse than 

killing lust; And tumble me into some loathsome pit; Where never man's 

eye    may    behold    my   body;    Do   this;  and   be   a  charitable   murderer。 

TAMORA。 So should I rob my sweet sons of their fee; No; let them satisfy 

their lust on   thee。   DEMETRIUS。 Away!   for   thou   hast stay'd   us here   too 

long。 LAVINIA。 No grace? no womanhood? Ah; beastly creature; The blot 

and enemy to our general name! Confusion fall… CHIRON。 Nay; then I'll 

stop your mouth。 Bring thou her husband。 

       This is the hole where Aaron bid us hide him。 

       DEMETRIUS   throws   the   body   of   BASSIANUS   into   the   pit;   then 

exeunt DEMETRIUS and CHIRON; dragging off LAVINIA 

       TAMORA。 Farewell; my sons; see that you make her sure。 Ne'er let 

my heart know merry cheer indeed Till all the Andronici be made away。 

Now will I hence to seek my lovely Moor; And let my spleenful sons this 

trull deflower。 Exit 

       Re…enter    AARON;       with   two    of  TITUS'     sons;   QUINTUS        and 

MARTIUS 

       AARON。 Come on; my lords; the better foot before; Straight will I 

bring   you   to   the   loathsome   pit   Where   I   espied   the   panther   fast   asleep。 

QUINTUS。 My sight is very dull; whate'er it bodes。 MARTIUS。 And mine; 



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I promise you; were it not for shame; Well could I leave our sport to sleep 

awhile。 'Falls into the pit' QUINTUS。 What; art thou fallen? What subtle 

hole   is   this;   Whose   mouth   is   covered   with   rude…growing   briers;   Upon 

whose   leaves      are   drops   of   new…shed     blood   As   fresh   as  morning      dew 

distill'd on flowers? A very fatal place it seems to me。 Speak; brother; hast 

thou   hurt   thee   with   the   fall?   MARTIUS。   O   brother;   with   the   dismal'st 

object hurt That ever eye with sight made heart lament! AARON。 'Aside' 

Now will I fetch the King to find them here; That he thereby may have a 

likely    guess    How    these    were   they    that  made     away    his  brother。    Exit 

MARTIUS。          Why     dost   not  comfort     me;    and   help   me    out   From    this 

unhallow'd   and   blood…stained   hole?   QUINTUS。   I   am   surprised   with   an 

uncouth   fear;   A   chilling   sweat   o'er…runs   my   trembling   joints;   My   heart 

suspects   more   than   mine   eye   can   see。   MARTIUS。   To   prove   thou   hast   a 

true   divining   heart; Aaron   and   thou   look   down   into   this   den; And   see   a 

fearful    sight   of  blood    and   death。   QUINTUS。        Aaron     is  gone;   and   my 

compassionate heart Will not permit mine eyes once to behold The thing 

whereat it trembles by surmise; O; tell me who it is; for ne'er till now Was 

I a child to fear I know not what。 MARTIUS。 Lord Bassianus lies beray'd 

in blood; All on a heap; like to a slaughtered lamb; In this detested; dark; 

blood…drinking pit。 QUINTUS。 If it be dark; how dost thou know 'tis he? 

MARTIUS。   Upon   his   bloody   finger   he   doth   wear   A   precious   ring   that 

lightens all this hole; Which; like a taper in some monument; Doth shine 

upon the dead man's earthy cheeks; And shows the ragged entrails of this 

pit; So pale did shine the moon on Pyramus When he by night lay bath'd in 

maiden   blood。   O   brother;   help   me   with   thy   fainting   hand…   If   fear   hath 

made thee   faint;  as me   it   hath… Out of   this fell devouring   receptacle; As 

hateful   as   Cocytus'   misty  mouth。   QUINTUS。   Reach   me   thy  hand;   that   I 

may help thee out; Or; wanting strength to do thee so much good; I may be 

pluck'd into the swallowing womb Of this deep pit; poor Bassianus' grave。 

I have no strength to pluck thee to the brink。 MARTIUS。 Nor I no strength 

to   climb   without   thy   help。   QUINTUS。   Thy   hand   once   more;   I   will   not 

loose again; Till   thou   art here   aloft; or   I   below。 Thou   canst not   come   to 

me… I come to thee。 'Falls in' 

       Enter the EMPEROR and AARON the Moor 



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       SATURNINUS。 Along with me! I'll see what hole is here; And what 

he is that now is leapt into it。 Say; who art thou that lately didst descend 

Into this gaping hollow of the earth? MARTIUS。 The unhappy sons of old 

Andronicus;  Brought   hither  in a   most   unlucky  hour; To   find   thy  brother 

Bassianus dead。 SATURNINUS。 My brother dead! I know thou dost but 

jest:   He   and   his   lady   both   are   at   the   lodge   Upon   the   north   side   of   this 

pleasant   chase;   'Tis   not   an   hour   since   I   left   them   there。   MARTIUS。   We 

know not where you left them all alive; But; out alas! here have we found 

him dead。 

       Re…enter    TAMORA;         with   attendants;    TITUS     ANDRONICUS           and 

Lucius 

       TAMORA。         Where     is  my    lord  the   King?    SATURNINUS。           Here; 

Tamora; though griev'd with killing grief。 TAMORA。 Where is thy brother 

Bassianus?       SATURNINUS。          Now     to  the  bottom    dost   thou   search    my 

wound; Poor Bassianus here lies murdered。 TAMORA。 Then all too late I 

bring   this   fatal   writ;   The   complot   of   this   timeless   tragedy; And   wonder 

greatly that man's face can fold In pleasing smiles such murderous tyranny。 

'She giveth SATURNINE a letter' SATURNINUS。 'Reads' 'An if we miss 

to   meet   him   handsomely;   Sweet   huntsman…   Bassianus   'tis   we   mean…   Do 

thou so much as dig the grave for him。 Thou know'st our meaning。 Look 

for thy reward Among the nettles at the elder…tree Which overshades the 

mouth of that same pit Where we decreed to bury Bassianus。 Do this; and 

purchase us thy lasting friends。' O Tamora! was ever heard the like? This 

is the pit and this the elder…tree。 Look; sirs; if you can find the huntsman 

out   That   should   have   murdered   Bassianus   here。   AARON。   My   gracious 

lord;   here   is   the   bag   of   gold。   SATURNINUS。   'To   TITUS'   Two   of   thy 

whelps; fell curs of bloody kind; Have here bereft my brother of his life。 

Sirs; drag them from the pit unto the prison; There let them bide until we 

have   devis'd   Some   never…heard…of         torturing   pain   for   them。   TAMORA。 

What;   are   they   in   this  pit?  O   wondrous     thing!   How     easily   murder    is 

discovered! TITUS。 High Emperor; upon my feeble knee I beg this boon; 

with    tears   not  lightly   shed;   That   this  fell  fault  of  my   accursed    sons… 

Accursed if   the fault   be prov'd   in them…  SATURNINUS。 If  it be   prov'd! 

You     see  it  is  apparent。    Who    found    this  letter?  Tamora;     was   it  you? 



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TAMORA。 Andronicus himself did take it up。 TITUS。 I did; my lord; yet 

let me be their bail; For; by my fathers' reverend tomb; I vow They shall 

be ready at your Highness' will To answer their suspicion with their lives。 

SATURNINUS。 Thou shalt not bail them; see thou follow me。 Some bring 

the murdered body; some the murderers; Let them not speak a word… the 

guilt is plain; For; by my soul; were there worse end than death; That end 

upon them should be executed。 TAMORA。 Andronicus; I will entreat the 

King。 Fear not thy sons; they shall do well e

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