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Ten thousand worse than ever yet I did
Would I perform, if I might have my will.
If one good deed in all my life I did,
I do repent it from my very soul. [190]

LUCIUS

Some loving friends convey the emperor hence,
And give him burial in his fathers’ grave.
My father and Lavinia shall forthwith
Be closèd in our household’s monument.
As for that ravenous tiger, Tamora,
No funeral rite, nor man m mourning weed,
No mournful bell shall ring her burial;
But throw her forth to beasts and birds to prey.
Her life was beastly and devoid of pity;
And being dead, let birds on her take pity. [200]
[See justice done on Aaron, that damned Moor,
For whom our heavy haps bad their beginning:
Then afterwards-to order well the state,
That like events may ne’er it ruinate.]

Exeunt.