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Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.
(Act 1, scene 1. "Tamora")
AARON:
Let fools do good, and fair men call for grace:
Aaron will have his soul black like his face.
Act 3, scene 1. "Titus Andronicus"
TITUS:
In peace and honour rest you here, my sons;
Rome's readiest champions, repose you here in rest,
Secure from wordly chances and mishaps.
Here lurks no treason, here no envy swells,
Here grow no damned drugs, here are no storms,
No noise, but silence and eternal sleep.
In peace and honour rest you here, my sons.
Act 1, scene 1. "Titus Andronicus"