Chapter 24 act five

The Plains Near Rome Trumpets play coloratura.Enter Lucius and a troop of Gothic warriors. Loyal comrades of Lucius, I have received a message from great Rome, Tell me how the people of Rome hated their emperor, and how eagerly they wish us to save them.Therefore, generals, let your strength rise, and your determination to vengeance rise; for whatever wounds Rome has inflicted on you, you will repay him threefold. Goths First Brave descendant of the great Andronicus, whose father's name once made us cry, is now our consolation, whose deeds were despised by ungrateful Rome with base scorn. Repay; may you trust us, and we will obey your leadership, and like a swarm of stinging bees in midsummer follow their queen to the blossoming fields, and denounce her crimes to accursed Tamora.

Goths What he said, that is what we all will say. Lucius I am deeply grateful to all of you for your kindness.But there's a gothic strongman leading someone here? A goth led Ellen to carry the baby on. Lucius, the famous Goth, I just saw a ruined monastery by the roadside, and I was fascinated for a moment, so I left the team unconsciously; while I was mourning the ruined temple Suddenly, I heard a child crying under a wall; I walked towards the cry, and I heard someone talking to the crying baby, saying, "Don't cry, little nigger, it's half me, Half of it is your mother! If the color of your skin didn't give away the secret of your parentage, if nature made you look like your mother, little one, who says you won't be emperor one day? But bulls and cows If it was all white, it would never have given birth to a calf like black coal. Don't cry! Little thing, don't cry!"--he scolded the child,--"I must hand you over to a reliable If he finds out that you are the queen's child, he will take good care of you for your mother's sake." I heard him say this, drew my sword out of my hand, and caught him by surprise. Stay here, please let me know.

Lucius, brave Goth, this is the devil incarnate, who caused Andronicus to lose his hand; he is the jewel in the eye of your queen, and this child is the fruit of his lust.Say, you bony-eyed minion, where will you take this model of your own grimace?Why do not you speak?What, are you deaf?not say a word?Soldiers, get a rope!Hang him on this tree, and hang his bastard bastard beside him. Ellen don't touch the boy; he's of royal blood. The child Lucius is too much like his father, and it's not a good thing when he grows up.Hang the child up first, let him see how he struggles, and make him feel uncomfortable.Get a ladder. (Soldiers arrive with ladders and drive Alan up the ladder.)

Ellen Lucius, keep the boy alive; carry him for me to the queen.If you promise to do this, I can tell you many amazing things, and you will benefit from listening.If you don't agree to me, then I will resign myself to fate and say nothing. I hope you all die badly! Speak, Lucius, and if thy words please me, I will let your child live, and surely bring him up. Alan has you covered!Well, tell you the truth, Lucius, what I'm about to say will pain you to hear; for I must speak of assassination, rape, bloodshed, secrets of the night, vile deeds, treacherous plots, and all Horrible evils; all these shall be annihilated in my death, unless you swear to me to keep my child alive.

Lucius Speak your heart; I promise your child's life. Ellen You must have sworn to me before I begin my narrative. Lucius On what shall I swear?You don't believe in gods, so how can you believe other people's oaths? Allen, I certainly don't believe in gods, but what does that matter?I know you are a God-fearing man, and you have a conscience in your breast, and a dozen or so ridiculous rules and ceremonies, and I think you take them very seriously, so I must make you swear ;for I know that a fool takes a thing for a god, and he will keep his oath all his life by looking at that god, so you must swear by whatever god you worship to keep my child alive , and bring him up, or I will tell you nothing.

Lucius I swear to you by my gods, I will keep him alive and bring him up. Alan first, I want to tell you that he is the son of me and the queen. Lucius, what a licentious woman! Ellen Hey!Lucius, that's a good thing compared to what I'm about to tell you.It was her sons who murdered Basiannas; they cut out your sister's tongue, raped her body, cut off her hands, and mutilated her like you saw. Lucius, you hateful villain!What are you talking about pruning? Alan Yes, washed, chopped, trimmed!The person who did this has made a lot of adjustments, and he is very unhappy. Lucius, savage, beastly villain, just like you!

Allen, yes, I am the master who teaches them.Their lustful nature was passed on to them by their mothers, but their murderous and evil heart was learned from me; they are good hunters in the romantic field, and they are also two dogs that are not afraid of the smell of blood.Well, let my actions prove my skills.I lured your two brothers into the cave where Basiannas' body lay; I wrote the letter found by your father, buried the gold mentioned in it under the tree, and the Queen and her Both sons are my accomplices; and in all the things that you cause pain, where is it that I am not in it?I contrived to trick your father into cutting off his own hand. When his hand was brought to me, I hid aside and almost laughed my stomach out.When he sacrificed one hand and exchanged the heads of his two sons, I peeped through the crack of the wall to see if he was crying so sadly, I couldn't stop laughing, my eyes were full of tears just like his .Afterwards I told the joke to the Queen, and she was so overwhelmed with joy at the amusing story, that she gave me twenty kisses for the good news.

Goths what!Don't you feel ashamed to say these things? Alan Well, as they say, black dogs don't blush. Lucius, you did these heinous things, don't you know you regret it? Allen Well, I only regret that I didn't commit a thousand more crimes, and now I'm still cursing fate for not giving me more opportunities.But I think that among those under my curse, there are few who escape my mischief: kill a man, or plot his life; rape a virgin, or plot to destroy her. of chastity; to accuse a good man of innocence, and to break his own oaths; to sow dissension between two friends, and to make them bitter enemies; to the poor man's cattle I shall have their necks broken; for barns and haystacks I shall Will set them on fire by night, and bid their masters quench them with tears; often I have dug up the dead's bones from among the graves, and erected them before the doors of their relatives, when their mourning had long since cooled. Time; on the skin of the corpse I carved a line with a knife, as if it were a piece of bark, "Though I am dead, may your sorrow never die." Hey!I've done a thousand horrible things as a man kills a fly, and what annoys me the most is that I can't do ten thousand more of them.

Lucius Bring down the fiend; Hanging him outright would be too cheap for him. Alan If there is a devil in the world, I am willing to be a devil and suffer immortality in the fire of eternal life; as long as you are with me in hell, I will torture your soul with my poisonous tongue! Brethren Lucius, gag him, and keep him from speaking. Enter a Goth. General Goths, Rome has sent a man to ask to see you. Lucius called him over. Enter Emilius. Lucius Welcome, Emilis!What news from Rome? General Emilius Lucius, and gentlemen of the Goths, the Emperor of Rome has called me to greet you; He has heard of your coming, and asks to negotiate peace with you at your father's house; and if you want assurances, we can Submit yours now.

First Goths What does our captain say? Lucius Emilis, you go and reply to your emperor and ask him to give the pledge to my father and my uncle Max, so that we can meet with him.Team up! (Exit.) Second Rome.In front of the Titus house Enter Tamora, Demetrius, and Chiron in masquerade. Tamora I dressed in this strange and dismal attire, and went to meet Andronicus, and told him that I was the goddess of nemesis, sent by the king of the underworld, to help him avenge his strange vengeance.He is said to spend all his time in his study meditating dreadful schemes of vengeance; knock at his door now, and tell him Furies have come to help him destroy his enemies. (Knock on the door.)

Titus enters from above. Titus Who disturbs my thoughts there?Are you trying to trick me into opening the door, letting my solemn plan fly away together, and make me waste all my thoughts?You are wrong in planning; you see, I have written in blood what I am about to do: and what is written here, I will do it all. Tamora Titus, I'm coming to talk to you. Titus No, not a word; I am a handless man, How can gestures help my tone of conversation?I can't talk to you, so don't talk about it. Tamora If you knew who I am, you'd be willing to talk to me. Titus I am not mad; I know who you are.This miserable broken arm, these red bloodstains, these dimples carved by worry, the weary day and the troubled night, all the sorrows and resentments, can testify to me, I know you are our proud queen, must not Camorra I.Didn't you come to beg for my other hand? Tamora Tell you, you unfortunate man, I am not Tamora; she is your enemy, and I am your friend.I am the Goddess of Nemesis, sent from the Underworld to help you annihilate your enemies and relieve the pain that gnaws at your heart.Come down, and welcome me to the world; consult with me how to kill.Wherever the hollow cavern, the hidden cave, the vast solitude, or the smoky valley, where the murderer and the rapist hid out of fear, I could find them, and in them Tell them in their ears that My Name is terrible vengeance, and make the hearts of sinners terrified. Titus, are you really the Nemesis?Are you sent to help me punish my enemies? Tamora I am; so come out and welcome me. Titus Then, before I come out, I ask you to do one thing for me.Behold, by your side stand rape and murder; now you must prove to me that you are Furies, kill them, or tie them to your wheels and run them over, then I'll come down to be your coachman, and follow you round the land: I'll prepare you two dark, strong ponies, and drag your wrathful cloud-chariot with gallop, in the lair of evil Find the traces of the murderers; when your carts are laden with their heads, I will alight and walk, like a faithful porter, from the time the sun rises in the east, till it goes down to the sea; every day I Willing to do such hard work, as long as you kill the two demons of rape and assassination now. Tamora, these two are my assistants, they came with me. Titus Are they your assistants?What is your name? One of Tamora is called rape, and the other is called assassination; because their job is to punish these two kinds of wicked people. Lord Titus, how like the queen's sons they are, how like the queen you are!But us mortals, although we have a pair of eyes, tend to confuse black and white, and reverse right and wrong.Dear Nemesis!Now I come out to meet you; if you don't think I have but one arm, I will embrace you with this arm. (From top to bottom.) Tamora's nonsense just found its way into his mad heart.Now that he's convinced I'm a Fury, take heed in your words; I'll take advantage of his mad credulity, and tell him to summon his son Lucius, and hold him at the banquet. and I improvised some ingenious means to drive away the frivolous Goths, or at least to make them his enemies.Look, here he comes, I must continue to play tricks on him. Enter Titus. Titus Many a time have I been a helpless man, longing for your presence; welcome, terrible Fury, to my dreary house!Rape and assassination are welcome, both of you!How like the queen and her two sons you are!Add a Moor, and there's nothing lacking; can't such a devil be found in all hell?For I know that wherever the queen goes, there is a Moor at her side; and such a devil is necessary if you will dress our queen.But you are always welcome here.What should we do? Tamora What do you want us to do, Andronicus? Demetrius showed me a murderer, and told me to deal with him. Chiron showed me a rapist and I punished him. Tamora show me a thousand people who have done you harm, and I will avenge you on them. Titus, search the sinful streets of Rome, and if you find a man like you, it will be an assassination, kill him, he is a murderer.You follow him too, if you can find another man who looks like you, so rape, you assassinate him, he is a thug who raps women.Follow them too; in the emperor's palace there is a queen with a Moorish slave, she is easy to know, because she is like yourself from head to toe; put them to death with cruelty , because they have treated me and my children cruelly. Tamora teach me, we will do it for you.But, good Andronicus, I hear that your very valiant son Lucius has come to Rome with a great army of Goths, would you please call him to your house, and do his best for him? Make a feast; and when he comes, in the midst of a great feast, I will bring the empress and her two sons, and the emperor himself, and all your enemies, and let them be at your feet Kneeling and begging for mercy, you can vent your anger to them freely.I don't know what opinion Andronix has on this strategy? Titus Max, my brother!Sad Titus calls out to you. Enter Max. Titus, good Max, go to the place of your nephew Lucius; you may find out where he is among the Goths.Tell him I want to see him, tell him to station his troops there, and bring the noblest Gothic princes to my house for a feast; tell him the Emperor and Empress will be there too.Please, for our brother's sake, go through this for me; if he cares for his old father's life, let him come quickly. Max, I'll go see him and be back in a while. (Down.) Tamora Now I'm going to take my two assistants to do things for you. Titus Nay, no, let Rape and Assassination stay here with me; or else I'll call my brother back, And let Lucius take my vengeance with all my heart, And dare not trouble you any more. Tamora (narrating to the second son) What do you say, children?Are you willing to stay here for a while, and let me tell the emperor alone, how can we play this joke?Perfunctory and perfunctory to him, all flattery to him, coaxing him with good words, wait until I come back. Titus (aside) I know 'em all, though they think me mad; and they try to fool me with tricks, and I'll play 'em with tricks, the wretched dogs and their old bitches! Demetrius (narrating to Tamora) Go, mother; let us stay here. Farewell, Tamora, Andronicus; Furies, now go and plot to lure your enemies into a snare. (Down.) Titus I know you'll help me; dear Fury, farewell! Chiron told us, old man, what do you want us to do? Titus Hey!There are many things I want you to do.Poplius, come out!Caius!Valentine! Enter Poplius and others. Poplius What is your order? Titus Do you know these two men? Poplius I know these two as the queen's sons, Chiron and Demetrius. Titus No, Poplius, no!You are completely wrong.This one is assassination, that one is called rape; so tie them up, good Poplius; Caius and Valentine, seize them.You have often heard me say, I hoped for this day, and now this day has come.Bind them fast, and gag their mouths if they cry out. (Exit Titus; Poplius and others take Chiron and Demetrius.) Chiron bastard, stop!We are the queen's sons. Poplius Therefore we are ordered to bind you.Gag their mouths and don't let them say a word.Did you tie him up?Be sure to tie him up. Re-enter Titus with Lavinia; Lavinia with bowl, Titus with knife. Titus Come, come, Lavinia, behold thy enemy is bound.Nephews, gag them, and don't let them speak to me, for I will make them hear what I have to say to them.Chiron, Demetrius, you wicked men!Here stands the clear spring that you have muddied with mud; it was originally a beautiful summer, but you have destroyed her vitality with the frost and snow of severe winter.You killed her husband. For this great crime, her two brothers were unjustly sentenced to death, and you even made me cut off my hand, just to make fun of you.Her delicate hands, her tongue, and more precious than her hands and tongue, her unblemished chastity, all thieves without heart, have been lost under your violence.If I let you talk, what else do you have to say?Thief!Do you still have the nerve to beg for mercy?Listen, doggie!Hear me how I will kill you, My hand that remains can slit your throats, The basin that Lavinia holds with her severed arm, Is ready to hold your wicked blood.You know that your mother is coming to my house for dinner, and she calls herself Furies, and she thinks I'm mad.Listen up, villains!I will grind your bones to ashes, I will make batter with your blood, and I will pound your two shameless heads into a paste, and wrap them in dough mixed with ashes to make pie fillings; Whore, your swine-dog mother, eat her own flesh and blood.This is the feast I invite her to, and this is the feast she will feast on; for you have treated my daughter cruelly, so I will avenge you with cruelty.Now stick out your necks.Lavinia, come on. (Cuts their throats.) Let their blood be poured into this basin; and when they are dead, I will grind their bones to ashes, and mix them with this loathsome blood, and put them two The wicked head is baked in that bread.Come, come, everyone, help me arrange this extraordinary feast.Now bring them in, and I will cook this dish myself, and wait for their mother to arrive. (Everyone lifts up the two corpses.) The third game is the same as before.In the hall of the Titus house, wine and food are listed on the table Enter Lucius, Max, and the Goth; and Alan in chains. Uncle Lucius Max, since it was my father's will that I come to Rome, I must obey his orders. First Goth We also resolve to follow thee, and leave everything to fate. Good uncle Lucius, take in this savage Moor, this fierce hungry tiger, this hateful devil; give him nothing to eat, and put him in chains till the queen comes, Let him face to face and ask him to prove her various evil plots.Please see if we have enough ambushing manpower, I am afraid that the emperor has bad intentions for us. Alan has a devil whispering curses in my ear, making my tongue pour out to you the venom of my angry heart! Lucius go away, dog without heart!Filthy slave!Friends, help my uncle drag him in. (The Goths push Alan down; the trumpet sounds) The sound of the trumpet announces that the emperor is coming. Enter Saturninus and Tamora, with Imilis, the Senators, the Tribunes, and others. Saturninus what!Can there be two suns in the sky? Lucius What is the use of calling yourself the sun? Max Roman Emperor, nephew, please suspend the debate; we must calmly settle our disputes with each other.The gracious Titus has arranged a feast, hoping that between glasses of wine, the two parties will renew their alliance, restore peace, and make Rome enjoy peace and happiness forever.So please come here, everyone, and take your seats. Saturnine Nasmax, then I will sit down. (The treble flute blows.) Enter Titus as cook, Lavinia in veil, Lucius and others.Titus put a plate of bread on the table. Titus Welcome, merciful emperor; Welcome, majestic queen; Welcome, valiant Goths; Welcome, Lucius; Welcome, all present.Although our wine and food are very poor, they can still make you drunk; please eat as much as you want, and you are not polite. Saturninus Why are you dressed like this, Andronicus? Titus, because I am afraid that the cook will be careless and the cooking will not suit the taste of your majesty and empress, so I cook and arrange everything myself. Thank you so much Tamorana, good Andronicus. Titus May my mother know my heart.Your Majesty, I would like to ask you to solve a problem for me: Is it right for that rough Vicinius to kill his daughter with his own hands because she was forcibly raped? Saturninus is right, Andronicus. Titus May I ask your Majesty why? Saturninus, because the daughter should not live in disgrace, made her father resent every time he saw her. Titus is a just, sufficient, and powerful reason; to me, the most unfortunate of beings, it is an example to follow, a living example.Die, die, Lavinia, let your shame die with you; let your father's hatred die with your shame! (Kill Lavinia.) Saturninus, what have you done, you unloving father? Titus I killed her.For her I've wept my eyes out; I'm as sad as Vircinius, and I have a thousand times more reasons than he, to make me do this; and now it's done . Saturninus what!Was she raped too?Tell me who did it. Titus invited His Majesty and Empress to eat this rough dish. Tamora Why did you kill your only daughter in such a way? Titus It was not I who killed her, but Chiron and Demetrius; they raped her, and cut out her tongue; they, they brought her to this end. Saturninus, go and bring them to me at once. Titus Hey, they're in this platter, And that's their flesh and blood baked in this bread; And what their mother ate with gusto, That's her own son.It is true, it is true; the sharp point of my knife bears witness of me. (Kill Tamora.) Saturninus lunatic, you deserve death for such an act! (Kill Titus.) Did Lucius, a son, have the heart to watch his father bleed?Injustice is reciprocated, and life is life for life! (Killing Saturninus; great uproar, confusion and dispersion; Max, Lucius, and their henchmen ascend the terrace.) Max, you sad-faced people, people and sons of Rome, torn apart by great upheavals, like a flock of terrified birds, fleeing in a storm; ah!Let me teach you how to reassemble this scattered bundle of stalks, and unite these scattered parts into a whole body; otherwise Rome will call upon itself to perish, and the city that was once revered by mighty nations will be like Like a destitute wretch, cowardly, she ended her own life.But if my stiff gestures and old eloquence, the witnesses of the time-worn truth, do not lure you to my words, (to Lucius) say so, dear friend of Rome, as our fathers were As in his serious tone, To love-sick Dido recounted the story of that miserable night of fire that sly Greeks stole into Troy; Who brought that deadly bane into Rome, that our country should be so wounded.My heart is not made of stone.Nor can I confide in you all our sad history, and perhaps a flood of tears will interrupt my narrative just when I most need your sympathetic listening.Here is a general, let him tell you; when you hear him, your hearts will beat, and your eyes will burst into tears. Lucius Then, noble listeners, let me tell you that the wicked Chiron and Demetrius were the murderers of our emperor's brother, and the thugs who raped my sister.For their great crime, my two brothers were wronged and decapitated; not only did they ignore my father's tears, but they also used despicable means to trick him into cutting off his body. The loyal hand who fought for Rome and sent her enemies to their graves.At last I myself was mercilessly exiled by them, and they drove me out of the country, and made me, with tears in my eyes, cry for help to the enemies of Rome; moved by my sincere wailing, my enemies gave up Old hatreds, embraced me with their arms, and recognized me as their friend.You must know that I, who is not tolerated by the motherland, have used my blood to protect her safety, and I have used my desperate body to fend off the enemy's weapon aimed at her chest.well!You know I'm not one to boast; my scars don't speak, but they testify to me that my words are true.But wait!I think I am going too far from the point in praising my own insignificant merits in this way; ah!Forgive me; people have to promote themselves when they have no friends by their side. Max should now be my turn to speak.Behold the child, born of Tamora's affair with an infidel Moor, who is responsible for all these tragedies.The villain, though worthy of death, remained in the house of Titus, and did not kill him, in order to keep him a witness.Now let you judge and judge, whether Titus deserves today's revenge when he suffered such an indescribable, beyond the limit of all endurance, and beyond the limit of all endurance, the traumatic pain that no one can bear?You have now heard the whole truth, what do you say, Romans?If we have done anything wrong, please point out our mistakes, we two Andronicus surviving fruit, willing to jump from where you now see us standing, arm in arm, in the Smash our brains on the hard rock and end the fate of our family.Speak, Romans, speak!If you say we must, behold!Lucius and I can fall down in front of you. Emilius come down, come down, venerable Roman, gently lift our emperor down; Lucius is our emperor, for I know it is the unanimous cry of the people of Rome. Long live Lucius, Romans!Majestic Emperor of Rome! Max (to the Servant) Go to old Titus' wretched house, and take the godless Moor, and let us sentence him to a most dreadful death, to punish him for his wicked life. (Squire wait.) Lucius, Max and others walked down from the terrace. Long live Lucius, Romans!Benevolent ruler of Rome! Lucius Thank you, good Romans; may my throne heal Rome's wounds, And wipe away her sorrowful memory!But, good people, please allow me a moment, because the passion of nature compels me to perform a sad task.Keep your distance; but come, uncle, and let us shed our farewell tears on this corpse.what!Let this passionate kiss rest on your pale cold lips, (Kiss Titus) let these sorrowful tears rest on your bloodstained face, this is your son's last salute to you! Max's eyes filled with tears, your brother Max also came to kiss your lips; ah!If I have to give you endless tears and endless kisses, I will never begrudge you. Lucius come, boy; come, come, like us, and melt in the rain of tears.Your grandfather loved you very much: many times he held you and jumped on his lap, sang you to sleep, his loving breast was your pillow; he once told you many things a child should know ;Therefore, like a dutiful child, shed a few little tears from your youthful fountain, for this is what nature's deepest love requires; There are bound to be sympathetic resonances.Take him farewell, and send him to his grave; this last friendship, and you shall say goodbye to him forever. Little Lucius, grandpa, grandpa!If you could die and come back to life, I'd love to die myself.Oh God!I was too weeping to speak to him; if I opened my mouth, my tears would choke me. The attendant waited for Alan to re-enter. Romans A wretched heir of Andronicus, cease your mourning; Condemn the wretched traitor for these miseries. Lucius buried him up to his chest in the earth, and let him die of starvation; while he stood there screaming and yelling, he was not allowed to give him a little food; and whoever had mercy on him and helped him would be punished with death.This is our sentence, and a few others are here to dig a mud pit for him and let him in. Allen!Why hide your anger in your chest and hold it back?I am not a child, do you think I will use humble prayers to repent of the evil things I have done?If I could do as I please, I would do ten thousand more evil things than I have ever done; if in my life I did one good thing, I would regret it from the bottom of my heart. Lucius, the late emperor, asked some of his former friends to carry him out, and buried him in the tomb of his father.My father and Lavinia will be buried immediately in our family grave.As for the vicious tigress Tamora, no funeral is allowed, no one is allowed to mourn her, and no one is allowed to ring the death knell for her; her body is left in the wilderness to be bitten by wild animals and birds of prey. peck.She lived her life like a beast without mercy, so she doesn't deserve our mercy either.That damned Alan the Moor must have his due, for he is the cause of all our misery. From now on, learn from the past and learn from the future, and reorganize the political affairs, Don't let women's slander shake the country's foundation. (same below.) Notes: This refers to the murder of Polydorus, the son of Queen Hecuba of Troy, by Linnestor, king of Thracia; after the fall of Troy, Hecuba went to revenge and cut his eyes. Venus is sentimental, and Saturn is sentimental. This is a superstition in ancient Western astrology. Philomela (Philomela) is the princess of Athens. Her sister-in-law Tereus coveted her beauty, raped her and cut off her tongue. Philomela wove her experience into words and made clothes for her sister Procne. Procne killed his son and fled with Philomela; the gods heard his call and turned Philomela into a nightingale and Procne into a swallow.The story can be found in Chapter 6 of Ovid. Pluto, the god of the underworld in Greek mythology. Virginius, a Roman commoner in the fifth century BC, whose daughter Virginius plotted to rape the ruling Claudius; Virginius killed her personally because she could not bear the pain of humiliation . "Our ancestor" is Aeneas; Aeneas is a descendant of Troy and is said to be the founder of Rome.