Reading Titus Andronicus — William Shakespeare

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Ti.

Faint‑harted boy, arise and looke vpon her,

Speake Lauinia, what accursed hand

Hath made thee handlesse in thy Fathers sight?

What foole hath added water to the Sea?

Or brought a faggot to bright burning Troy?

My griefe was at the height before thou cam'st,

And now like Nylus it disdaineth

bounds:

Giue me a sword, Ile chop off my hands too,

For they haue fought for Rome, and all in vaine:

And they haue nur'st this woe,

In feeding life:

In bootelesse prayer haue they bene held vp,

And they haue seru'd me to effectlesse

vse.

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