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Saturninut, Son to the late Emperor of Rome, and afterward* declared Emperor himself.
Bassianus, Brother to Saturninus; in love with Lavinia.
Titut Audronicus, a noble Roman, General against the Goths.
Marcus Andronicus, Tribune of the People; and Brother to Titus.
,, .. * >Sons to Titus Andronicus. Martins, I
Young Lucius, a Boy, Son to Lucius.
Publius, Son to Marcus the Tribune.
Mmilius, a noble Roman.
Alar bus, }
Chiron, > Sons to Tamora.
Aaron, a Moor, beloved by Tamora.
A Captain, Tribune, Messenger, and Clown; Romans.
Goths, and Romans.
Tamora, Queen of the Goths.
Lavinia, Daughter to Titus Andronicus.
A Nurse, and a black Child.
Kinsmen of Titus, Senators, Tribunes, Officers, Soldiers, and Attendants.
Scene, Rome; aud the country near it.
ACT I. SCENE I.
ROME. BEFORE THE CAPITOL.
The tomb of the Andronici appearing; the Tribunes and Senators aloft, as in the Senate. Enter, below, Saturninus and his followers, on one side; and Bassianus and his followers, on the other; with drum and colours.
Sat. Noble patricians, patrons of my right,
Bas. Romans,—friends, followers, favourers of
If ever Bassianus, Caesar's son,
But let desert in pure election shine;
And, Romans, fight for freedom in your choice.
Enter Marcus Andronicus aloft, with the crown.
Mar. Princes,—that strive by factions, and by friends, Ambitiously for rule and empery,— Know, that the people of Rome, for whom we stand A special party, have, by common voice, In election for the Roman empery, Chosen Andronicus, surnamed Pius For many good and great deserts to Rome; A nobler man, a braver warrior, Lives-not this day within the city walls: He by the senate is accited home, From weary wars against the barbarous Goths; That, with his sons, a terror to our foes, Hath yok'd a nation strong, train'd up in arms. Ten years are spent, since first he undertook This cause of Rome, and chastised with arms Our enemies' pride: Five times he hath return'd Bleeding to Rome, bearing his valiant sons In coffins from the field; And now at last, laden with honour's spoils, Returns the good Andronicus to Rome, Renowned Titus, flourishing in arms. Let us entreat,—By honour of his name, Whom, worthily, you would have now succeed, And in the Capitol and senate's right, Whom you pretend to honour and adore,— That you withdraw you, and abate your strength; Dismiss your followers, and, as suitors should,
Plead your deserts in peace and humbleness.
Sat. How fair the tribune speaks to calm my
Bas. Marcus Andronicus, so I do affy In thy uprightness and integrity, And so I love and honour thee and thine, Thy noble brother Titus, and his sons, And her, to whom my thoughts are humbled all, Gracious Lavinia, Rome's rich ornament, That I will here dismiss my loving friends; And to my fortunes, and the people's favour, Commit my cause in balance to be weigh'd.
[Exeunt the followers of Bassianus. Sat. Friends, that have been thus forward in
I thank you all, and here dismiss you all;
[Exeunt the followers of SatUrmnus.
Bas. Tribunes! and me, a poor competitor.
Sat. and Bas. go into the Capitol, and exeunt with Senators, Marcus, fyc.
Enter a Captain, and Others.
Cap. Romans, make way; The good Andronicus, Patron of virtue, Rome's best champion, Successful in the battles that he fights, With honour and with fortune is return'd, From where he circumscribed with his sword, And brought to yoke, the enemies of Rome.
Flourish of trumpets, <§"c. enter Mutius, and Martius: after them, two men bearing a coffin cover d with black; then Quintus and Lucius. -After them, Titus Andronicus; and then Tarnora, with Alarbus, Chiron, Demetrius, Aaron, and other Goths, prisoners; soldiers and people, following. The bearers set down the coffin, and Titus speaks.
Tit. Hail, Rome, victorious in thy mourning weeds! Lo, as the bark, that hath discharg'd her fraught, Returns with precious lading to the bay, From whence at first she weigh'd her anchorage, Cometh Andronicus, bound with laurel boughs, To re-salute his country with his tears; Tears of true joy for his return to Rome.— Thou great defender of this Capitol, Stand gracious to the rites that we intend!— Romans, of five and twenty valiant sons, Half of the number that king Priam had,