Cedar, shrub

Titus Andronicus, [4.3.42-51]. Titus. “Marcus, we are but shrubs, no cedars we/ No big-bon’d men fram’d of the Cyclops’ size,/ But metal, Marcus, steel to the very back,/ Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs can bear./ And, sith there’s no justice in earth nor hell,/ We will solicit heaven and move the gods/ To send down Justice for to wreak our wrongs.”


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