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:07:01
cometh Andronicus,
bound with laurel boughs,

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to re-salute his country
with his tears.

:07:10
Stand gracious to the rites
that we intend!

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Romans, of five and twenty valiant sons
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behold the poor remains,
alive and dead.

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These that survive,
let Rome reward with love.

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These that I bring
unto their latest home

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with burial amongst their ancestors.
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Here Goths have given me leave
to sheathe my sword.

:07:46
Titus, unkind and careless
of thine own,

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why suffer'st thou thy sons,
unburied yet,

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to hover on
the dreadful shore of Styx?

:08:07
Make way to lay them
by their brethren!


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