Mar. Ay, Tear for Tear, and loving Kifs for Kifs,
Thy Brother Marcus tenders on thy Lips:
O were the fum of these that I should pay,
Countless and infinite, yet would I pay them.

Luc. Come hither Boy, come, come, and learn of us
To melt in Showers, thy Grand-fire lov'd thee well;
Many a time he danc'd thee on his Knee;
Sung thee afleep, his loving Breaft thy Pillow:
Many a matter hath he told to thee,

Meet and agreeing with thy Infancy.
In that refpect then, like a loving Child,
Shed yet fome small drops from thy tender Spring,
Because kind Nature doth require it fo;

Friends should associate Friends, in Grief and Woe:
Bid him farewel, commit him to the Grave,
Do him that kindness, and take leave of him.

Boy. O Grand-fire, Grand-fire! even with all my Heart,
Would I were dead, fo you did live again-
O Lord, I cannot speak to him for weeping-
My tears will choak me, if I ope my Mouth.
Enter Romans with Aaron.

Rom. You fad Andronici, have done with Woes, Give Sentence on this execrable Wretch,

That hath been Breeder of thefe dire Events.

Luc. Set him Breaft-deep in Earth, and famifh him: There let him ftand, and rave and cry for Food:

If any one relieves or pities him,

For the Offence he dies: This is our Doom
Some stay to fee him faftned in the Earth.

Aar. O why fhould Wrath be mute, and Fury dumb? I am no Baby, I, that with base Prayers

I fhould repent the evil I have done:
Ten thoufand worse than ever yet I did,
Would I perform, if I might have my Will:
If one good Deed in all my Life I did,

I do repent it from very Soul.

Luc. Some loving Friends convey the Emperor hence, And give him burial in his Father's Grave. My Father, and Lavinia, fhall forthwith Be closed in our Houfholds Monument: As for that hainous Tygrefs Tamora,

No

No funeral Rites, nor Man in mournful Weeds,
No mournful Bell fhall ring her Burial;

But throw her forth to Beafts and Birds of Prey:
Her Life was Beaft-like, and devoid of Pity,
And being fo, fhall have like want of Pity.
See Juftice done on Aaron that damn'd Moor,
From whom our heavy haps had their beginning;
Then afterwards, to order well the State,
That like Events may ne'er it ruinate.