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Look, how the black slave smiles upon the father,ДЄs who should say 'Old lad, I am thine own.'

Here's a young lad framed of another leer: The close enacts and counsels of the heart! Nurse The emperor, in his rage, will doom her death.Д¬HIRON I blush to think upon this ignomy.ДЄARON Why, there's the privilege your beauty bears:ДЇie, treacherous hue, that will betray with blushing Or some of you shall smoke for it in Rome.ДEMETRIUS By this our mother is forever shamed.Д¬HIRON Rome will despise her for this foul escape. This maugre all the world will I keep safe, Ye white-limed walls! ye alehouse painted signs!Д¬an never turn the swan's black legs to white,ДЄlthough she lave them hourly in the flood.ДEMETRIUS Wilt thou betray thy noble mistress thus?ДЄARON My mistress is my mistress this myself, What, what, ye sanguine, shallow-hearted boys! Shall seize this prey out of his father's hands. With all his threatening band of Typhon's brood, That touches this my first-born son and heir! That shone so brightly when this boy was got,

Takes the Child from the Nurse, and draws Stay, murderous villains! will you kill your brother? Nurse, give it me my sword shall soon dispatch it.ДЄARON Sooner this sword shall plough thy bowels up. Nurse Aaron, it must the mother wills it so.ДЄARON What, must it, nurse? then let no man but IДEMETRIUS I'll broach the tadpole on my rapier's point: Woe to her chance, and damn'd her loathed choice!ДЄccursed the offspring of so foul a fiend! Sweet blowse, you are a beauteous blossom, sure.ДEMETRIUS And therein, hellish dog, thou hast undone. The empress sends it thee, thy stamp, thy seal,ДЄnd bids thee christen it with thy dagger's point.ДЄARON 'Zounds, ye whore! is black so base a hue? Nurse A joyless, dismal, black, and sorrowful issue:ДЄmongst the fairest breeders of our clime: She is deliver'd, lords she is deliver'd.ДЄARON Well, God give her good rest! What hath he sent her?ДЄARON Why, then she is the devil's dam a joyful issue. Our empress' shame, and stately Rome's disgrace! Nurse O, that which I would hide from heaven's eye, What dost thou wrap and fumble in thine arms? Trumpets sound within DEMETRIUS Why do the emperor's trumpets flourish thus?Д¬HIRON Belike, for joy the emperor hath a son.Д®nter a Nurse, with a blackamoor Child in her arms Nurse Good morr ow, lords:ДЄARON Well, more or less, or ne'er a whit at all,ДЄARON Why, what a caterwauling dost thou keep!

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To brave the tribune in his brother's hearing.ДEMETRIUS But me more good, to see so great a lordДid you not use his daughter very friendly?ДEMETRIUS I would we had a thousand Roman damesДЄt such a bay, by turn to serve our lust.Д¬HIRON A charitable wish and full of love.ДЄARON Here lacks but your mother for to say amen.Д¬HIRON And that would she for twenty thousand more.ДEMETRIUS Come, let us go and pray to all the godsДЄARON Pray to the devils the gods have given us over. Led us to Rome, strangers, and more than so, That wound, beyond their feeling, to the quick.ДЄnd now, young lords, was't not a happy star Here's no sound jest! the old man hath found their guilt ДЄnd sends them weapons wrapped about with lines, Your lordships, that, whenever you have need,Д®xeunt Young LUCIUS, and Attendant DEMETRIUS What's here? A scroll and written round about?Д¬HIRON O, 'tis a verse in Horace I know it well:ДЄARON Ay, just a verse in Horace right, you have it.ДЄside Now, what a thing it is to be an ass! My grandsire, well advised, hath sent by me Young LUCIUS That you are both decipher'd, that's the news,ДЇor villains mark'd with rape.-May it please you, Young LUCIUS My lords, with all the humbleness I may,ДЄside And pray the Roman gods confound you both!ДEMETRIUS Gramercy, lovely Lucius: what's the news? A room in the palace.Д®nter, from one side, AARON, DEMETRIUS, and CHIRON from the other side, Young LUCIUS, and an Attendant, with a bundle of weapons, and verses writ upon them CHIRON Demetrius, here's the son of Lucius ДЄARON Ay, some mad message from his mad grandfather.