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Scene II.—: A Forest. - William Shakespeare, Titus Andronicus 
The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (The Oxford Shakespeare), ed. with a glossary by W.J. Craig M.A. (Oxford University Press, 1916).
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Horns and cry of hounds heard. EnterTitus Andronicus,with Hunters, &c.;Marcus, Lucius, Quintus,andMartius.
The hunt is up, the morn is bright and grey,
The fields are fragrant and the woods are green.
Uncouple here and let us make a bay,
And wake the emperor and his lovely bride,
And rouse the prince and ring a hunter’s peal,
That all the court may echo with the noise.
Sons, let it be your charge, as it is ours,
To attend the emperor’s person carefully:
I have been troubled in my sleep this night,
But dawning day new comfort hath inspir’d.
[A cry of hounds, and horns winded in a peal.
EnterSaturninus, Tamora, Bassianus, Lavinia, Demetrius, Chiron,and Attendants.
Many good morrows to your majesty;
Madam, to you as many and as good;
I promised your Grace a hunter’s peal.
And you have rung it lustily, my lord;
Somewhat too early for new-married ladies.
Lavinia, how say you?
I say, no;
I have been broad awake two hours and more.
Come on, then; horse and chariots let us have,
And to our sport.—[ToTamora.] Madam, now shall ye see
Our Roman hunting.
I have dogs, my lord,
Will rouse the proudest panther in the chase,
And climb the highest promontory top.
And I have horse will follow where the game
Makes way, and run like swallows o’er the plain.
[Aside.] Chiron, we hunt not, we, with horse nor hound,
But hope to pluck a dainty doe to ground.