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Pope, Alexander, 1688-1744

"A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 2"


REBECCA. Deborah, what doest thou, tarrying here so long?
I came full ill afeard, lest something had been wrong;
For Mido and Abra told me of Esau.
DEBORAH. Indeed here he was, and departed hence but now:
And one thing I tell you, dame: let Jacob beware,
For Esau to mischief Jacob doth prepare.
REBECCA. Call Jacob hither, that I may show him my mind.
Send him hither quickly, and tarry ye behind,
That he give place awhile, it is expedient,
And how he may be sure, I will the way invent.

ACTUS QUINTI, SCAENA OCTAVA.
JACOB. REBECCA.

JACOB. Mother Rebecca, did ye send for me hither?
REBECCA. Yea, and the cause is this, thou must go somewhither,
To hide thee from thy brother Esau a space.
JACOB. Indeed, to men's malice we must sometime give place.
REBECCA. He lieth in await to sle thee, if he can:
Thou shalt therefore, by my reed, fle hence to Haran:
And lie with my brother Laban, a man aged,
Till Esau's wrath be somewhat assuaged.
When all things are forgotten, and his fury passed,
I shall send for thee again in all goodly haste.
JACOB. Yea, but, how will my father herewith be content?
REBECCA. Thou shalt see me win him thereto incontinent.
And here he cometh happily: Jacob, hear me;
Make a sign to Mido, that he do not name thee,
Then get thee in privily, till I do thee call.
JACOB. As ye command me, mother Rebecca, I shall.

ACTUS QUINTI, SCAENA NONA.
ISAAC.


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