This speech is used in our interview with Kamilah Long.
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483: Tamora. Not so my Lord, 484: The Gods of Rome for-fend, 485: I should be Authour to dishonour you. 486: But on mine honour dare, I vndertake 487: For good Lord Titus innocence in all: 488: Whose fury not dissembled speakes his griefes: 489: Then at my sute looke graciously on him, 490: Loose not so noble a friend on vaine suppose, 491: Nor with sowre lookes afflict his gentle heart. 492: My Lord, be rul'd by me, be wonne at last, 493: Dissemble all your griefes and discontents, 494: You are but newly planted in your Throne, 495: Least then the people, and Patricians too, 496: Vpon a iust suruey take Titus part, 497: And so supplant vs for ingratitude, 498: Which Rome reputes to be a hainous sinne. 499: Yeeld at intreats, and then let me alone: 500: Ile finde a day to massacre them all, 501: And race their faction, and their familie, 502: The cruell Father, and his trayt'rous sonnes, 503: To whom I sued for my deare sonnes life. 504: And make them know what 'tis to let a Queene. 505: Kneele in the streetes, and beg for grace in vaine. 506: Come, come, sweet Emperour, (come Andronicus) 507: Take vp this good old man, and cheere the heart, 508: That dies in tempest of thy angry frowne.