Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Aron. Heere Aaron is, and what with Aaron now?
Nurse. Nurse.
Nurse. Oh gentle Aaron, we are all vndone,
Nurse. Now helpe, or woe betide thee euermore.
Aron. Aron.
Aron. Why, what a catterwalling dost thou keepe?
Aron. What dost thou wrap and fumble in thine armes?
Nurse. O that which I would hide from heauens eye,
Nurse. Our Empresse shame, and stately Romes disgrace,
Nurse. She is deliuered Lords, she is deliuered.
Aron. To whom?
Nurse. I meane she is brought a bed?
Aron. Wel God giue her good rest,
Aron. What
Aron. The Lamentable Tragedie of Titus Andronicus.
Aron. What hath he sent her?