Reading Titus Andronicus — William Shakespeare

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Titus.

If there were reason for these miseries,

Then into limits could I binde my woes:

When heauen doth weepe, doth not the earth oreflow?

If the windes rage, doth not the Sea wax mad,

Threatning the welkin with his big‑swolne face?

And wilt thou haue a reason for this coile?

I am the Sea. Harke how her sighes doe flow:

Shee is the weeping welkin, I the earth:

Then must my Sea be moued with her sighes,

Then must my earth with her continuall teares,

Become a deluge: ouerflow'd and drown'd:

For why, my bowels cannot hide her woes,

But like a drunkard must I vomit them:

Then giue me leaue, for loosers will haue leaue,

To ease their stomackes with their bitter tongues,

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