Titus Andronicus- Important Quotes Titus Andronicus- telling Tamora she gets to
(For passage Identification be a prisoner of ROME- again shows how he
places Rome at such a high level in his life
“O cruel, irreligious piety!” Tamora
Themes: nature, wilderness, revenge,
power, reading/ language/ “For good Lord Titus' innocence in all,
communication, female body, Tamora-shows that she knows
how Rome works
estrangement vs belonging,
Whose fury not dissembled speaks his griefs,
barbarism vs civilization, gender roles Then at my suit look graciously on him.
and power, Race Lose not so noble a friend on vain suppose,
Characters: Tamora, Saturninus, Nor with sour looks afflict his gentle heart
Bassianus, Titus, Lavinia, Chiron, Lest, then, the people, and patricians too,
Demetrius, Aaron, Marcus, Lucius, Upon a just survey take Titus' part
Quintus, Martius, Mutius, Young And so supplant you for ingratitude
Which Rome reputes a heinous sin”
“Titus, I am now incorporate in Rome,
“Noble patricians, patrons of my right
Tamora- shows roman/goth
Defend the justice of my cause with arms A Roman now adopted happily,
And countrymen, my loving followers,
Plead my succesive title with your swords And must advise the Emperor for his good.
This day all quarrels die Andronicus”
I am his firstborn son that was the last
The wore the imperial diadem of Rome “Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top,
Then let my father's honors live in me
Safe ouf of Fortune's shot, and sits aloft,
Nor wrong mine age with this indignity” Secure of thunder's crack or lightening flash,
Advanced above pale Envy's threatening
Saturninus, saying why he should be
emperor, after his father, Caeasar, has died. reach.
Shakespeare likes to open his plays with As when the golden sun salutes the moon
“Now madam, are you prisoner to an
emperor Aaron's opening speech-set in iambic
pentameter. The "So Tamora." is more
To him that for your honor and your state
Will use you nobly, and your followers” effective because it cuts of iambic
pentameter- used to call attention Simile: "As when the golden sun.."-compare The snakes lies rolled in the cheerful sun,
event in natural world-magnifies The green leaves quiver with the cooling
“And why should he despair that knows to And make a checkered shadow on the
With word, fair looks, and liberality? ground.....
Our pastimes done, possess a golden
What, hast thou full often struck a doe slumber,
And borne her cleanly by the keeper's nose?”
Whiles hounds and horns and sweet
Demetrius mmelodius birds
Speaks of Lavinia as if she is a deer- Be unto us as is a nurse's song
dehumanizes her- she belongs to someone Of lullaby to bring her babe asleep”
else, so they are "poaching" her. Tamora- describes their evil deeds using
Erotic desire is often figured in a venereal
nature: the hunt. This metaphor is nature- seems pleasant
literalized here because they will actually “Have I not reason, think you, to look pale?
hunt her. Perhaps calling attention to the These two have ticed me hither to this place,
type of language used to convey erotic A barren, detested vale you see it;
desire The trees, though summer, yet forlorn and
“The hunt is up, the moon is bright and gray,
Overcome with moss and baleful mistletoe”
The fields are fragrant, and the woods are
green. Uncouple here, and let us make a Tamora- telling her sons Demetrius and
bay Chiron how Bassania and Lavinia are making
And wake the Emperor and his lovely bride” her life miserable. Using nature to describe-
making it UNPLEASANT
Titus- describing the hunt and the world
they are in “Who have we here? Rome's royal empress,
Unfurnished of her well-beseeming troop?
“That you affect, and so must you resolve, Or is it Dian, habited like her,
That what you cannot as you would achieve,
Who hath abandoned her holy groves
You must perforce accomplish as you may.” To see the general hunting in this forest?”
Aaron- Line shows how theatre is highly Bassanius- (brother of Saturninus, husband
rhetorical (work is done by language).
of Lavinia, seconde eldest son to Caesar)-
Language has the ability to conjure realities teasing Tamora, stepping on her dignity
“My lovely Aaron, wherefore look'st thou “O, how the monster seen those lily hands
Tremble like aspen leaves upon a lute
When everything doth make a gleeful boast? And make silken strings delight to kiss them
The birds chant melody on every bush,
for his life.” Marcus (Titus' brother, tribune in Rome)- Marcus-
speech when he discovers Lavinia, using Marcus tries to keep Titus’ mind in reason.
TREE IMAGERY to describe.
“She's with the lion deeply still in league,
“Who is this? My niece, that fies away so And lulls him whilst she playeth on her back;
fast?- And when he sleeps will she do what she list.
Cousin, a word. Where is your husband? You are a young hunstman. Marcus; let
If I do dream, would all my wealth would alone.”
wake me. TItus-
If I do wake, some planet strike me down
That I may slumber an eternal sleep.” the scene where the young Lucius delivers
the amour and presents to Chrion and
Marcus- upon discovering Lavinia. Demitrius. There is irony in the speech
because when Titus tells Young Lucius there
“Why, tis no matter, man. If they did hear, is another way, there could be two ways.
They would not mark me; if they did mark,
One way where in the next generation he
They would not pity me. Yet plead I must, does not use violence, or the literal way
And bootless unto them.
that Titus does mean. He will show the
Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones, Young Lucius a cunning way to extract true
Who, though they cannot answer my revenge.
Yet in some sort they are better than the "But"? How if that fly had a father and
For that they will not intercept my tale: How would he hang his slender gilded wings
When I do weep, they humbly at my feet And buzz lamenting doings in the ait!
Receive my tears and seem to weep with Poor harmless fly,
me; That, with his pretty buzzing melody,
And, were they but attired in grave weeds, Came here to make us merry!
Rome could afford no tribune like to these.” And thou hast killed him.
Titus talking to the stones and Marcus. The Young Lucius is freaked out because the
About how Rome has gone against him and disfigured Lavinia is trying to grab his books.
he talks to stones for comfort. The people Marcus then kills a fly. And Titus gets angry
who once supported him have turned their at this act of Cruelty against a fly which may
backs on him. Titus is unaccomodated, in fact have family.
unloved. He is trying to find some
connections with the natural world. Pardon me, sir. It was a black, ill-favored fly,
Like to the Empress' Moor. Therefore I
“O brother, speak with possibility, killed him.
And do not break into these deep extremes.” Marcus- Tut, I have done a thousand dreadful things
Titus then changes his mind and condones As willingly as one would kill a fly;
the killing of the fly. And nothing grieves me heartily indeed
What you get in a radical oscillation. He has But that I cannot do ten thousand more.”
intense sympathy, but also intense hate. Demetrius: Villain, what hast thou done?
Sympathy for others who die, but he can’t
see a way to be sympathetic to the Moor Aaron: That which thou canst not undo.
Chiron: Thou hast undone our mother.
and therefore he can never truly see the
redemptive quality of the moment. He can’t Aaron: Villain, I have done thy mother.
learn a beneficial lesson from the evil that Tam: What begg’st thou then? fond woman,
has been done unto himself. His brutal let me go.
personality takes over again when Marcus
Lav: ’Tis present death I beg; and one thing
compares the innocent fly to the Black more That womanhood denies my tongue
Moor. to tell.
LUCIUS. Art thou not sorry for these O! keep me from their worse than killing
And tumble me into some loathsome pit,
Where never man’s eye may behold my
AARON. Ay, that I had not done a thousand body:
Even now I curse the day- and yet, I think, Do this, and be a charitable murderer.
Tam: So should I rob my sweet sons of their
Few come within the compass of my curse-
Wherein I did not some notorious ill; fee:
No, let them satisfy their lust on thee.
As kill a man, or else devise his death;
Ravish a maid, or plot the way to do it; Dem: Away! for thou hast stay’d us here too
Accuse some innocent, and forswear myself; long.
Lav: No grace! no womanhood! Ah, beastly
Set deadly enmity between two friends;
Make poor men's cattle break their necks; creature,
The blot and enemy to our general name.
Set fire on barns and hay-stacks in the night,
And bid the owners quench them with their Confusion fall—
Aaron: Madam, though Venus govern your
Oft have I digg'd up dead men from their desires,
Saturn is dominator over mine:
And set them upright at their dear friends' [...]
door Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,
Even when their sorrows almost was forgot, Blood and revenge are hammering in my
And on their skins, as on the bark of trees, head.
Have with my knife carved in Roman letters
Hark Tamora, the empress of my soul,
'Let not your sorrow die, though I am dead.' Which never hopes more heaven than rests Titus: Gentle Lavinia, let me kiss thy lips.
in thee, Or make some sign how I may do thee ease:
This is the day of doom for Bassianus: [...]
His Philomel must lose her tongue to-day, Or shall we cut away our hands, like thine?
Thy sons make pillage of her chastity Or shall we bite our tongues, and in dumb
And wash their hands in Bassianus' blood. shows
Seest thou this letter? take it up, I pray thee, Pass the remainder of our hateful days?
And give the king this fatal plotted scroll. What shall we do? let us, that have our
SATURNINUS: What, madam! be
Plot some deuce of further misery,
dishonour'd openly, And basely put it up To make us wonder'd at in time to come.
Marcus (after the discussion regarding the
TAMORA: be won at last;
Dissemble all your griefs and discontents: killing of the fly with a family): Alas, poor
man! grief has so wrought on him,
You are but newly planted in your throne; He takes false shadows for true substances
Lest, then, the people, and patricians too,
Upon a just survey, take Titus' part,
And so supplant you for ingratitude, Young LUCIUS
I say, my lord, that if I were a man,
Which Rome reputes to be a heinous sin, Their mother's bed-chamber should not be
Yield at entreats; and then let me alone:
I'll find a day to massacre them all safe
And raze their faction and their family, For these bad bondmen to the yoke of
The cruel father and his traitorous sons,
To whom I sued for my dear son's life, MARCUS ANDRONICUS
And make them know what 'tis to let a
queen Ay, that's my boy! thy father hath full oft
Kneel in the streets and beg for grace in For his ungrateful country done the like
Tamora: But straight they told me they Come, go with me into mine armoury;
would bind me here Lucius, I'll fit thee; and withal, my boy,
Unto the body of a dismal yew, Shalt carry from me to the empress' sons
And leave me to this miserable death: Presents that I intend to send them both:
And then they call'd me foul adulteress, Come, come; thou'lt do thy message, wilt
Lascivious Goth, and all the bitterest terms
That ever ear did hear to such effect: thou not?
And, had you not by wondrous fortune Young LUCIUS
Ay, with my dagger in their bosoms,
This vengeance on me had they executed. grandsire.
Revenge it, as you love your mother's life, TITUS ANDRONICUS
Or be ye not henceforth call'd my children. No, boy, not so; I'll teach thee another These wrongs, unspeakable, past patience,
course. Or more than any living man could bear.
Now you have heard the truth, what say
Titus: O sweet Revenge, now do I come to you, Romans?
thee; Have we done aught amiss,--show us
And, if one arm's embracement will content wherein,
And, from the place where you behold us
I will embrace thee in it by and by.
The poor remainder of Andronici
Titus: You know your mother means to Will, hand in hand, all headlong cast us
feast with me, And on the ragged stones beat forth our
And calls herself Revenge, and thinks