Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Dem. Saue thou the child, so we may all be safe.
Aron. Aron.
Aron. Then sit we downe and let vs all consult.
Aron. My sonne and I will haue the winde of you:
Aron. Keepe there, now talke at pleasure of your safety.
Deme. Deme.
Deme. How many women saw this childe of his?
Aron. Why so braue Lords, when we ioyne in league
Aron. I am a Lambe: but if you braue the Moore,
Aron. The chafed Bore, the mountaine Lyonesse,
Aron. The Ocean swells not so at Aaron stormes:
Aron. But say againe, how many saw the childe?
Nurse. Nurse.
Nurse. Cornelia, the midwife, and my selfe,
Nurse. And none else but the deliuered Empresse.
Aron. The Empresse, the Midwife, and your selfe,
Aron. Two may keepe counsell, when the third's away:
Aron. Goe to the Empresse, tell her this I said, He kils her