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SCENE V.
Brutus, Titus, Messala, Lictors.BRUTUS.
Haste, Titus, haste. Rome is expos'd to Danger.
By Secret Means the Senate are inform'd,
That we shall be attack'd at Dead of Night;
And have, at my Request, made Choice of Thee
To guard the City on this great Occasion.
Away! if thou return with Conquest crown'd,
Or fall in Fight, thy Name will be Immortal!
TITUS.
Heavens!
BRUTUS.
My Son—
TITUS.
Commit, I pray, to abler Hands
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MESSALA.
What dreadful Passions rend his struggling Soul!
[Aside.
BRUTUS.
Can'st thou refuse the Honour they design thee?
TITUS.
I am unworthy of so high an Honour.
BRUTUS.
Thou art, indeed, unworthy!—Proud Ambition
Still irritates thy Mind against the Senate,
For their refusing thee the Consulship.
But how unjust were all the Pleas you urg'd!
How didst thou dare to stand a Candidate,
Before the Age sour Sacred Laws prescribe?
Is this a Time to cherish Civil Discord,
Now Ruin and Destruction hover round us?
Thou hast sav'd Rome; and canst thou yet repine?
Will not the Fame of that Immortal Deed
Content thy Heart?—Titus, I blush for thee!—
Rejoice to hold a Soldier's Post of Honour,
And pour the Torrent of thy Wrath on Tyrants.
Offer thy Life for Rome without Reward.
Be still a Heroe; nay, be more, a Patriot.
For Me, my Son, my Race is almost finish'd;
But when thy Hands have clos'd these languid Eyes,
My Name shall ever flourish, rais'd on Thine.
In Titus I shall live again for Rome!
TITUS.
Oh! Messala.
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VALERIUS.
Let all retire.
[Exeunt Titus, Messala, and the Lictors.
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