Mar. That, on mine honour, here I do protest.
Sat. Away, and talk not; trouble us no more.
Tam. Nay, nay, sweet emperor, we must all be friends:
The tribune and his nephews kneel for grace; 480
I will not be denied: sweetheart, look back.
Sat. Marcus, for thy sake, and thy brother's here,
And at my lovely Tamora's entreats,
I do remit these young men's heinous faults: 484
Stand up.
[Marcus, Lavinia, and the Others rise.]
Lavinia, though you left me like a churl,
I found a friend, and sure as death I sware
I would not part a bachelor from the priest. 488
Come; if the emperor's court can feast two brides,
You are my guest, Lavinia, and your friends.
This day shall be a love-day, Tamora.
Tit. To-morrow, an it please your majesty 492
To hunt the panther and the hart with me,
With horn and hound we'll give your Grace bon jour.
Sat. Be it so, Titus, and gramercy too.
Exeunt.
ACT SECOND
Scene One
[Rome. Before the Palace]
Flourish. Enter Aaron alone.
Aar. Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top,
Safe out of Fortune’s shot; and sits aloft,
485 Stand up; cf. n.
486 churl: a mean, worthless person
488 part: depart
491 love-day; cf. n.
493 To hunt the panther; cf. n.
494 bon jour: good morning
495 gramercy: many thanks (Fr. grand merci)
