| 1 | 0–64 | 470 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.83 | NOble Patricians, Patrons of my Right, Defend the justice of my cause with arms. And Countrymen my loving foll… |
| 2 | 65–133 | 514 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.77 | Tribunes and me a poor Competitor. Romans' make way, the good Andronicus, Patron of virtue, Rome's best Champi… |
| 3 | 134–202 | 517 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.75 | Oppose not Sythia to ambitious Rome, Alarbus goes to rest and we survive, To tremble under Titus' threatening … |
| 4 | 203–273 | 516 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.75 | Titus thou shalt obtain & ask the Empery. Proud and ambitious Tribune canst thou tell. Patience Prince Saturni… |
| 5 | 274–337 | 486 | T60 Imperial Rome: rulers, favour and politi | 0.85 | Not I my Lord, sith true Nobility, Warrants these words in Princely courtesy. Thanks sweet Lavinia, Romans let… |
| 6 | 338–403 | 501 | unassigned | | Ascend fair Queen: Panthean Lords accompany Your Noble Emperor and his lovely Bride, Sent by the Heavens for P… |
| 7 | 404–463 | 480 | T60 Imperial Rome: rulers, favour and politi | 0.83 | So Bascianus, you have played your prize, God give you joy sir of your gallant Bride. And you of yours my Lord… |
| 8 | 464–527 | 486 | unassigned | | Rise Titus rise, my Empress hath preauild. I thank your majesty, and her my Lord, These words, these looks, in… |
| 9 | 528–593 | 489 | unassigned | | Demetrius, thou dost overween in all, And so in this, to bear me down with braves, 'tis not the difference of … |
| 10 | 594–658 | 496 | unassigned | | Then why should he despair that knows to court it, With words, fair looks, and liberality. What hast not thou … |
| 11 | 659–722 | 488 | unassigned | | Come on then, horse and Chariots let us have, And to our sport: Madam, now shall ye see, Our Roman hunting. I … |
| 12 | 723–787 | 493 | unassigned | | who have we here? Rome's Royal Empress, Unfurnished of her well beseeming troup? Or is it Diana habited like h… |
| 13 | 788–848 | 505 | unassigned | | Give me the poniard, you shall know my boys, Your Mother's hand shall right your Mother's wrong. Stay Madam he… |
| 14 | 849–909 | 501 | T40 Sin, guilt and violent loss within famil | 0.82 | Away for thou hast staid us here too long. No grace, no womanhood, ah beastly creature, The blot and enemy to … |
| 15 | 910–971 | 494 | T40 Sin, guilt and violent loss within famil | 0.84 | Nor I no strength to climb without thy help. Thy hand once more, I will not lose again, Till thou art here a l… |
| 16 | 972–1031 | 507 | unassigned | | Andronicus I will entreat the King, Fear not thy sons, they shall do well enough. Come Lucius come, stay not t… |
| 17 | 1032–1096 | 511 | unassigned | | Hear me grave Fathers, Noble Tribunes stay, For pity of mine age, whose youth was spent In dangerous wars, whi… |
| 18 | 1097–1160 | 521 | unassigned | | Faint-harted-boy, arise and look upon her, Speak Lauinea, what accursed hand, Hath made thee handles in thy fa… |
| 19 | 1161–1224 | 521 | T40 Sin, guilt and violent loss within famil | 0.82 | And made a brine pit with our bitter tears? Or shall we cut away our hands like thine? Or shall we bite our to… |
| 20 | 1225–1285 | 500 | unassigned | | Now stay your strife, what shall be, is dispatched. Good Aron give his Majesty my hand, Tell him it was a hand… |
| 21 | 1286–1348 | 511 | unassigned | | Now farewell flattery, die Andronicus, Thou dost not slumber, see thy two sons heads, Thy warlike hand, thy ma… |
| 22 | 1349–1413 | 512 | T34 Thebes and royal catastrophe: siege, sla | 0.70 | My Lord I know not I, nor can I guess, Unless some fit or frenzy do possess her: For I have heard my Grandsire… |
| 23 | 1414–1479 | 521 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.80 | Magni Dominator poli, Tam lentus audis scelera, tam lentus vides? Oh calm thee gentle Lord, although I know Th… |
| 24 | 1480–1546 | 521 | unassigned | | what's here? a scroll, and written round about, Let's see, Integer vitae scelerisque purus, non eget mauri iac… |
| 25 | 1547–1608 | 506 | unassigned | | I'll broach the tadpole on my Rapier's point, Nurse give it me, my sword shall soon dispatch it. Sooner this s… |
| 26 | 1609–1671 | 513 | unassigned | | What meanest thou Aron, wherefore didst thou this? O Lord sir, 'tis a deed of policy, Shall she live to betray… |
| 27 | 1672–1730 | 505 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.68 | Kinsmen his sorrows are past remedy join with the Goths, and with revengeful war, Take wreak on Rome for this … |
| 28 | 1731–1788 | 515 | unassigned | | Why sir, that is as fit as can be to serve for your Oration, and let him deliver the pigeons to the Emperor fr… |
| 29 | 1789–1854 | 510 | T60 Imperial Rome: rulers, favour and politi | 0.82 | Yea forsooth & your Mistriship be Imperial, Empress I am, but yonder sits the Emperor. 'tis he, God and Saint … |
| 30 | 1855–1918 | 505 | unassigned | | Now will I to that old Andronicus, And temper him with all the Art I have, To pluck proud Lucius from the warl… |
| 31 | 1919–1980 | 524 | unassigned | | Say on, and if it please me which thou speakst, Thy child shall live, and I will see it nourished. And if it p… |
| 32 | 1981–2044 | 500 | unassigned | | What canst thou say all this and never blushy? I like a black Dog, as the saying is● Art thou not sorry for th… |
| 33 | 2045–2105 | 486 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.81 | If thou didst know me thou wouldst talk with me. I am not mad, I know thee well enough, Witness this wretched … |
| 34 | 2106–2169 | 530 | unassigned | | Long have I been forlorn and all for thee, welcome dread Fury to my woeful house, Rapine and Murder you are we… |
| 35 | 2170–2233 | 520 | unassigned | | Madam depart at pleasure, leave us here. Farewell Andronicus, Revenge now goes, To lay a complot to betray thy… |
| 36 | 2234–2302 | 520 | unassigned | | Good Uncle take you in this barbarous Moor, This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil, Let him receive no suste… |
| 37 | 2303–2366 | 495 | T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi | 0.81 | Let Rome herself be bane unto herself. And she whom mighty kingdoms curtsy too, Like a forlorn and desperate c… |
| 38 | 2367–2430 | 518 | unassigned | | Come come thou reverent man of Rome, And bring our Emperor gently in thy hand, Lucius' our Emperor for well I … |