On me be thy curse, my son, let it light on me:
Only fetch thou the kids hither, as I bid thee,
Do thou thy true devoir, and let God work therein.
JACOB. Upon your word, mother, I will the thing begin,
Send me little Mido to help me bear a kid.
REBECCA. He shall come by and by, for so I shall him bid.
Now, Lord, and if thou please that this thing shall take place,
Further this our enterprise, helping with thy grace.
[_Exit_.
ACTUS QUARTI, SCAENA SECUNDA.
JACOB _and_ MIDO.
MIDO. Are ye here, master Jacob? I came you to look,
And here dame Rebecca hath sent you your sheep-crook;
And hath commanded me to wait on you this day,
But wherefore or why, she would nothing to me say.
JACOB. Come on then, follow me, Mido, a little ways.
MIDO. Whither ye shall lead me; I am at all assays.
JACOB. And art thou able to bear a kid on thy back?
MIDO. I am able, I trow, to bear a quarter-sack.
How say you to this corpse? is it not fat and round?
How say ye to these legs? come they not to the ground?
And be not here arms able your matter to speed?
Be not here likely shoulders to do such a deed?
Therefore come, master Jacob, if this your doubt be
For bringing home of kids, lay the biggest on me,
So that if we make a feast, I may have some part.
JACOB. Yes, that shalt thou, Mido; right worthy thou art.
ACTUS QUARTI, SCAENA TERTIA.
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