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No, noble Titus...
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but entreat of thee to pardon Mutius
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and to bury him.
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Marcus, even thou has
struck upon my crest
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and, with these boys,
mine honor thou hast wounded.
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My foes I do repute you every one,
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so trouble me no more,
but get you gone.
:33:29
He is not with himself.
Let us withdraw.
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Not I, till Mutius' bones be buried.
:33:41
Father...
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and in that name
doth nature speak...
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Dear Father,
soul and substance of us all...
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Renowned Titus,
more than half my soul...
:33:51
Rise, Marcus, rise.
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The dismall'st day is this
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that e'er I saw,
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to be dishonored by my sons in Rome.
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Well, bury him!
:34:05
And bury me the next.
:34:35
I'll have another.