Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Aron. Touch not the Boy, he is of Royall blood.
Luci. Luci.
Luci. Too like the Syre for euer being good.
Luci. First hang the Child that he may see it sprall,
Luci. A sight to vexe the Fathers soule withall.
Aron. Aron.
Aron. Get me a Ladder Lucius, saue the Childe,
Aron. And beare it from me to the Empresse:
Aron. If thou do this, Ile shew thee wondrous things,
Aron. That highly may aduantage thee to heare;
Aron. If thou wilt not, befall what may befall,
Aron. Ile speake no more: but vengeance rot you all.
Luci. Say on, and if it please me which thou speak'st,
Luci. Thy child shall liue, and I will see it Nourisht.
Aron. And if it please thee? why assure thee Lucius,
Aron. 'Twill vexe thy soule to heare what I shall speake:
Aron. For I must talke of Murthers, Rapes, and Massacres,
Aron. Acts of Blacke‑night, abhominable Deeds,