701683Titus. The hunt is vp the Moone is bright and gray,

702684The fields are fragrant, and the woods are greene,

703685Vncouple here, and let vs make a bay,

704686And wake the Emperour, and his louelie Bride,

705687And rowze the Prince, and ring a Hunters peale,

706688That all the Court may eccho with the noise.

707689Sonnes let it be your charge, as it is ours,

708690To attend the Emperours person carefullie:

709691I haue beene troubled in my sleepe this night,

710692But dawning day new comfort hath inspirde.

715696Titus. Many good morrowes to your Maiestie,

716697Madam to you as many, and as good,

717698I promised your Grace a Hunters peale.

718699Saturnine. And you haue rung it lustilie my Lords,

719700Somewhat too earlie for new married Ladies.

720701Bascianus. Lauinia, how say you?

721702Laui. I say no: I haue been broad awake, two howres &(more.

723703Saturnine. Come on then, horse and Chariots let vs haue,

724704And to our sport: Madam, now shall ye see,

725705Our Romane hunting.

726706Marcus. I haue Dogges my Lord,

727707Will rouze the prowdest Panther in the Chase,

728708And clime the highest promontarie topp.

729709Titus. And I haue horse will follow where the game

D Makes

730710Makesway, and runnes like swallowes ore the plaine.

731711Demetrius. Chiron we hunt not we, with horse nor hound

732712But hope to plucke a daintie Doe to ground. Exeuut.