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Titus Andronicus: Top Ten Quotes

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  1. “Demetrius: Villain, what hast thou done?
    Aaron: That which thou canst not undo.
    Chiron: Thou hast undone our mother.
    Aaron: Villain, I have done thy mother.” 
  2. "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.” 
  3. “Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones;
    Who, though they cannot answer my distress,
    Yet in some sort they are better than the tribunes,
    For that they will not intercept my tale:
    When I do weep, they humbly at my feet
    Receive my tears and seem to weep with me;
    And, were they but attired in grave weeds,
    Rome could afford no tribune like to these.” 
  4. “Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head” 
  5. “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' doors,
    Even when their sorrows almost were 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.” 
  6. “Tam: What begg’st thou then? fond woman, let me go.
    Lav: ’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.
    Tam: So should I rob my sweet sons of their fee:
    No, let them satisfy their lust on thee.
    Dem: Away! for thou hast stay’d us here too long.
    Lav: No grace! no womanhood! Ah, beastly creature,
    The blot and enemy to our general name.
    Confusion fall—” 
  7. “O, why should wrath be mute, and fury dumb?
    I am no baby, I, that with base prayers 
    I should repent the evils I have done:
    Ten thousand worse than ever yet I did
    Would I perform, if I might have my will;
    If one good deed in all my life I did,
    I do repent it from my very soul.” 
  8.  “But, soft! methinks I do digress too much,” 
  9.  “In peace and honour rest you here, my sons; 
    Rome's readiest champions, repose you here in rest, 
    Secure from worldly chances and mishaps! 
    Here lurks no treason, here no envy swells, 
    Here grow no damned grudges; here are no storms, 
    No noise, but silence and eternal sleep: 
    In peace and honour rest you here, my sons!” 
  10. “Marcus Andronicus, so I do ally
    In thy uprightness and integrity,
    And so I love and honour thee and thine,
    Thy noble brother Titus and his sons,
    And her to whom my thoughts are humbled all,
    Gracious Lavinia, Rome's rich ornament.”



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