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Titus Andronicus, IV. iii

Ad Jovem, that's for you: here, ad Apollinem:

Ad Martem, that's for myself:

Here, boy, to Pallas: here, to Mercury:

To Saturn, Caius, not to. Saturnine;

You were as good to shoot against the wind.

To it, boy! Marcus, loose when I bid.

Of my word, I have written to effect;

There's not a god left unsolicited.

Mar. Kinsmen, shoot all your shafts into the court:

We will afflict the emperor in his pride.

Tit. Now, masters, draw. [They shoot.] O! well said, Lucius!

Good boy, in Virgo's lap: give it Pallas.

Mar. My lord, I aim a mile beyond the moon;

Your letter is with Jupiter by this.

Tit. Ha, ha! Publius, Publius, what hast thou done?

See, see! thou hast shot off one of Taurus' horns.

Mar. This was the sport, my lord: when Publius shot,

The Bull, being gall'd, gave Aries such a knock

That down fell both the Ram's horns in the court;

And who should find them but the empress' villain?

She laugh'd, and told the Moor, he should not choose

But give them to his master for a present.

Tit. Why, there it goes: God give his lordship joy!

News! news from heaven! Marcus, the post is come.

Sirrah, what tidings? have you any letters?

Shall I have justice? what says Jupiter?

 53, 54 Ad Jovem, etc.: to Jupiter, to Apollo, to Mars

58 loose: shoot

59 Of my word: upon my word

to effect: to the purpose

63 well said: well done

64–70 Virgo Taurus  Aries: constellations; cf. n.

