:47:07
Why, are ye mad?
Or know ye not in Rome
:47:10
how furious and impatient they be
:47:12
and cannot brook competitors in love?
:47:16
I tell you, lords,
:47:18
you do but plot your deaths
by this device.
:47:21
Aaron...
:47:22
a thousand deaths would I propose
:47:24
to achieve her whom I love.
:47:27
To achieve her! How?
:47:30
Why makest thou it so strange?
:47:32
She's a woman,
and therefore may be wooed.
:47:37
She's a woman...
:47:38
Ah!
:47:39
therefore may be won.
:47:43
She is Lavinia,
:47:45
and therefore must be loved.
:47:52
Why, then, it seems,
:47:53
some certain snatch or so
would serve your turns.
:47:57
Ay, so the turn were served.
:47:59
Aaron, thou hast hit it.
:48:01
Would you had hit it, too.
:48:02
Then should not we be tired
with this ado.
:48:08
Are you such fools
to square for this?
:48:10
Would it offend you then
that both should speed?
:48:14
Faith, not me.
:48:16
Nor me, so I were one.
:48:18
For shame.
:48:19
Be friends and join
for that you jar.
:48:22
'Tis policy and stratagem
must do that you affect.
:48:29
And I have found the path.
:48:33
My lords...
:48:34
a solemn hunting is at hand.
:48:38
There will
the lovely Roman ladies troop.
:48:42
Ah, the forest walks
are wide and spacious,
:48:46
and many unfrequented plots
there are
:48:49
fitted by kind for rape and villainy.
:48:57
Single you thither
then this dainty doe