Speeches (Lines) for Saturninus
in "Titus Andronicus"
Total: 49

1

I,1,5

Noble patricians, patrons of my right,
Defend the justice of my cause with arms,...

2

I,1,51

How fair the tribune speaks to calm my thoughts!

3

I,1,62

Friends, that have been thus forward in my right,
I thank you all and here dismiss you all,...

4

I,1,226

Proud and ambitious tribune, canst thou tell?

5

I,1,228

Romans, do me right:
Patricians, draw your swords: and sheathe them not...

6

I,1,260

Titus Andronicus, for thy favors done
To us in our election this day,...

7

I,1,279

Thanks, noble Titus, father of my life!
How proud I am of thee and of thy gifts...

8

I,1,288

A goodly lady, trust me; of the hue
That I would choose, were I to choose anew....

9

I,1,300

Thanks, sweet Lavinia. Romans, let us go;
Ransomless here we set our prisoners free:...

10

I,1,314

Surprised! by whom?

11

I,1,339

No, Titus, no; the emperor needs her not,
Nor her, nor thee, nor any of thy stock:...

12

I,1,349

But go thy ways; go, give that changing piece
To him that flourish'd for her with his sword...

13

I,1,355

And therefore, lovely Tamora, queen of Goths,
That like the stately Phoebe 'mongst her nymphs...

14

I,1,373

Ascend, fair queen, Pantheon. Lords, accompany
Your noble emperor and his lovely bride,...

15

I,1,448

So, Bassianus, you have play'd your prize:
God give you joy, sir, of your gallant bride!

16

I,1,452

Traitor, if Rome have law or we have power,
Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape.

17

I,1,458

'Tis good, sir: you are very short with us;
But, if we live, we'll be as sharp with you.

18

I,1,481

What, madam! be dishonour'd openly,
And basely put it up without revenge?

19

I,1,510

Rise, Titus, rise; my empress hath prevail'd.

20

I,1,529

Away, and talk not; trouble us no more.

21

I,1,533

Marcus, for thy sake and thy brother's here,
And at my lovely Tamora's entreats,...

22

I,1,545

Be it so, Titus, and gramercy too.

23

II,2,713

And you have rung it lustily, my lord;
Somewhat too early for new-married ladies.

24

II,2,718

Come on, then; horse and chariots let us have,
And to our sport....

25

II,3,995

Along with me: I'll see what hole is here,
And what he is that now is leap'd into it....

26

II,3,1002

My brother dead! I know thou dost but jest:
He and his lady both are at the lodge...

27

II,3,1011

Here, Tamora, though grieved with killing grief.

28

II,3,1013

Now to the bottom dost thou search my wound:
Poor Bassianus here lies murdered.

29

II,3,1020

[Reads] 'An if we miss to meet him handsomely—
Sweet huntsman, Bassianus 'tis we mean—...

30

II,3,1033

[To TITUS] Two of thy whelps, fell curs of
bloody kind,...

31

II,3,1045

If it be proved! you see it is apparent.
Who found this letter? Tamora, was it you?

32

II,3,1052

Thou shalt not bail them: see thou follow me.
Some bring the murder'd body, some the murderers:...

33

IV,4,2010

Why, lords, what wrongs are these! was ever seen
An emperor in Rome thus overborne,...

34

IV,4,2057

Go, take him away, and hang him presently.

35

IV,4,2063

Despiteful and intolerable wrongs!
Shall I endure this monstrous villany?...

36

IV,4,2083

Is warlike Lucius general of the Goths?
These tidings nip me, and I hang the head...

37

IV,4,2093

Ay, but the citizens favor Lucius,
And will revolt from me to succor him.

38

IV,4,2108

But he will not entreat his son for us.

39

IV,4,2119

AEmilius, do this message honourably:
And if he stand on hostage for his safety,...

40

IV,4,2129

Then go successantly, and plead to him.

41

V,3,2545

What, hath the firmament more suns than one?

42

V,3,2553

Marcus, we will.
[Hautboys sound. The Company sit down at table]...

43

V,3,2562

Why art thou thus attired, Andronicus?

44

V,3,2571

It was, Andronicus.

45

V,3,2573

Because the girl should not survive her shame,
And by her presence still renew his sorrows.

46

V,3,2581

What hast thou done, unnatural and unkind?

47

V,3,2586

What, was she ravish'd? tell who did the deed.

48

V,3,2593

Go fetch them hither to us presently.

49

V,3,2599

Die, frantic wretch, for this accursed deed!