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Each lonely scene shall thee restore ;
For thee the tear be duly shed : Belood, till life could charm no more;
And mourn'd till pity's self be dead.
Saturninus, son to the late Emperor of Rome, and
afterwards declared Emperor himself. Bassianus, brother to Saturninus ; in love with Lavinia. Titus Andronicus, a noble Roman, general against
the Goths. Marcus Andronicus, tribune of the people ; and
brother to Titus. Lucius, Quintus,
-sons to Titus Andronicus. Martius, Mutius, Young Lucius, a boy, son to Lucius. Publius, son to Marcus the tribune. Æmilius, a noble Roman. Alarbus, Chiron, sons to Tamora. Demetrius, 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, Sole
diers, and Attendants.
Scene, Rome; and the country near it.
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.
Noble patricians, patrons of my right,
Defend the justice of my cause with arms ;
And, countrymen, my loving followers,
Plead my successive title' with
I am his first-born son, that was the last
That ware the imperial diadem of Rome ;
Then let my father's honours live in me,
Nor wrong mine age with this indignity.
Bas, Romans, friends, followers, favourers of my
If ever Bassianus, Cæsar's son,
Were gracious in the eyes of royal Rome,
Keep then this passage to the Capitol ;
And suffer not dishonour to approach
The imperial seat, to virtue consecrate,
To justice, continence, and nobility :
si, e. My title to the succession.
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 their 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 a 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,