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Chi. Belike, for joy the emperor hath a son.
180 Dem. Soft; who comes here?
Enter Nurse, with a Black-a-Moor Child.
Aar. Well, more, or less, or ne'er a whit at all.
Nur. O gentle Aaron, we are all undone !
Aar. Why, what a caterwauling dost thou keep?
190 Our emperess' shame, and stately Rome's dis.
Aar. To whom?
dar. Well, God
Nur. A devil.
Aar. Out, out, you whore ! is black so base a
hueSweet blowse, you are a beauteous blossom, sure.
Dem. Villain, what hast thou done?
Aar. That which thou
Chi, Thou hast undone our mother.
Dem. And therein, hellish dog, thou hast undone. Woe to her chance, and damn'd her loathed choice! Accurs'd the offspring of so foul a fiend !
Chi. It shall not live.
Aar. What, must it nurse ? then let no man, but I, Do execution on my flesh and blood.
Dem. I'll broach the tadpole on my rapier's point: Nurse, give it me; my sword shall soon dispatch it.
Aar. Sooner this sword shall plough thy bowels up. Stay, murderous villains ! will you kill your brother? Now, by the burning tapers of the sky, That shone so brightly when this boy was got, He dies upon my scymitar's sharp point, That touches this my first-born son and heir ! I tell you, younglings, not Enceladus, With all his threat'ning band of Typhon's brood, Nor great Alcides, nor the god of war, Shall seize this prey, out of his father's hands. 230 What, what; ye sanguine shallow-hearted boys ! Ye white-lim'd walls! ye alehouse painted signs !
Coal-black is better than another hue,
Dem. Wilt thou betray thy noble mistress thus ?
Aar. My Mistress is my mistress; this, myself;
Dem. By this our mother is for ever sham'd.
Aar. Why there's the privilege your beauty bears :
260 Although my seal is stamped in his face.
life to you;
Nur. Aaron, what shall I say unto the emperess ?
Dem. Advise thee, Aaron, what is to be done,
Aar. Then sit we down, and let us all consult.
[They sit on the Ground. Dem. How many women saw this child of his? Aar. Why, so, brave lords; When we all join in league,
970 I am a lamb: but if you brave the Moor, The chafed boar, the mountain lioness, The ocean swells not so as Aaron storms.But, say again, how many saw the child ?
Nur. Cornelia the midwife, and myself, And no one else, but the deliver'd emperess.
Aar. The emperess, the midwife, and yourself:Two may keep counsel, when the third's away: Go to the emperess; tell her this I said :
[He kills her. Weke, weke!~so cries a pig, prepar'd to the spit. Dem. What mean'st thou, Aaron? Wherefore did'st
His child is like to her, fair as you are :
[Pointing to the Nurse.
300 The midwife, and the nurse, well made away, Then let the ladies tattle what they please.
Chi. Aaron, I see, thou wilt not trust the air With secrets.
Dem. For this care of Tamora, Herself, and hers, are highly bound to thee. [Exeunt.
Aar. Now to the Goths, as swift as swallow flies ; There to dispose this treasure in my arms, And secretly to greet the emperess' friends.Come on, you thick-lip'd slave, I bear you hence; For it is you that puts us to our shifts :
311 I'll make
feed on berries, and on roots,