Demetrius:
[in the woods with the maimed and mutilated Lavinia]
So, now go tell, an if thy tongue can speak, who 'twas that cut thy tongue and ravished thee?
Chiron:
Write down thy mind. Bewary thy meaning so, and if they stumps will let thee play thy scribe.
Demetrius:
See how with signs and tokens she can scrowl.
Chiron:
Go home. Call for sweet water. Wash thy hands.
Demetrius:
She hath no tongue to call nor hands to wash; and so let's leave her with her silent walks.
Chiron:
And 'twere my cause, I should go hang myself.
Demetrius:
If thou hadst hands to help thee knit the cord.
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 07:22

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