Scene Two
[A Forest near Rome]
Tit. The hunt is up, the morn is bright and grey,
The fields are fragrant and the woods are green.
Uncouple here and let us make a bay,
And wake the emperor and his lovely bride, 4
And rouse the prince and ring a hunter's peal,
That all the court may echo with the noise.
Sons, let it be your charge, as it is ours,
To attend the emperor's person carefully: 8
I have been troubled in my sleep this right,
But dawning day new comfort hath inspir'd.
Wind horns.
Many good morrows to your majesty;
Madam, to you as many and as good; 12
I promised your Grace a hunter's peal.
Sat. And you have rung it lustily, my lord;
Somewhat too early for new-married ladies.
Bas. Lavinia, how say you?
Lav. I say, no; 16
I have been broad awake two hours and more.
Sat. Come on, then; horse and chariots let us have,
And to our sport.—[To Tamora.] Madam, now shall ye see
Our Roman hunting.
1 grey; cf. n.
3 Uncouple here; cf. n.
bay: barking
9 I have been troubled; cf. n.
