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Saturninus, Son to the late Emperor of Rome, and after:
wards declar'd Emperor himself. Ballianus, 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. Marcus, Quintus, Lucius,
Sons to Titus Andronicus.
Young Lucius, a Boy, Son to Lucius.
Publius, Son to Marcus the Tribune, and Nephew to
Chiron, Sons to Tamora.
Aaron, a Mcor, belov'd by Tamora.
Captain, from Titus's Camp.
Æmilius, a Messenger.
Goths, and Romans.
Tamora, Queen of the Goths, and afterwards married
to Saturninus. Lavinia, Daughter to Titus Andronicus. Nurse, with a Black-a-moor Child.
Senators, udges, Officers, Soldiers, and other Attendants.
SCENE, Rome, and the Country near it.
SCENE, before the Capitol in ROME,
Enter the Tribunes and Senators aloft, as in the Senate.
Enter Saturninus and his followers, at one door ; and Baffianus and his followers, at the other, with Drum and Colours.
SATURN IN U S.
OBLE Patricians, Patrons of my Right,
Defend the justice of my Cause with arms;
And Countrymen, my loving followers,
Plead my fucceflive title with your swords.
I am the first-born Son of him, that last
Wore the imperial Diadem of Rome :
Then let my father's honours live in me, Nor wrong mine age with this indignity.
Bas. Romans, friends, foll’wers, favourers of my Right, If ever Baffianus, Caefar's son, Were gracious in the eyes of royal Rome, Keep then this passage to the Capitol ; And suffer not dishonour to approach Th'imperial Seat, to virtue consecrate, To justice, continence, and nobility : 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, sur-named Pius,
For many good and great deserts to Rome.
A nobler man, a braver warrior,
Lives not this day within our city-walls.
He by the Senate is accited home,
From weary wars against the barb'rous Gọths ;
That with his sons (a terror to our foes)
Hath yoak'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 fons
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 intreat, by honour of his Name,
Whom (worthily) you would have now fucceed,
And in the Capitol and Senate's Right,
Whom you pretend to honour and adore,
That you withdraw you, and abate your strength;
Dismiis your followers, and, as suitors should,
Plead your deserts in peace and humbleness.
Sat. How fair the Tribune speaks, to calm my
Baf. Marcus Andronicus, so I do affie
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 our thoughts are humbled all,
Gracious Lavinia, Rome's rich Ornament;
That I will here dismiss my loving friends ;