Titus

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You sad-faced men,

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people and sons of Rome
by uproar severed

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like a flight of fowl
scattered by winds

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and high tempestuous gusts,

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oh, let me teach you how to knit again

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this scattered corn
into one mutual sheaf,

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these broken limbs
again into one body.

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Come.

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Come, you reverend men of Rome,

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and take our emperor
gently by the hand--

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Lucius our emperor,

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for well I know the common voice
do cry it shall be so.

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Now is my turn to speak.

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Behold this child.

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Of this was Tamora delivered--

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the issue of an irreligious Moor,

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chief architect and plotter of our woes.