Dem. Away; for thou hast stay'd us here too long. Lav. No grace? no womanhood? Ah, beastly creature! The blot and enemy to our general name! Confusion fall Chi. Nay, then I'll stop your mouth.-Bring thou her husband; [dragging off Lavinia. This is the hole where Aaron bid us hide him. [Exeunt. Tam. Farewell, my sons: see, that you make her sure. Ne'er let my heart know merry cheer indeed, Now will I hence to seek my lovely Moor, And let my spleenful sons this trull deflour. Exit, SCENE IV. The same. Enter AARON, with QUINTUS and MARTIUS. Aaron. Come on, my lords; the better foot before : Straight will I bring you to the loathsome pit, Quin. My sight is very dull, whate'er it bodes. shame, Well could I leave our sport to sleep awhile. [Martius falls into the pit. Quin. What, art thou fallen? What subtle hole is this, Whose mouth is cover'd with rude-growing briers; Speak, brother, hast thou hurt thee with the fall? Aaron. [aside.] Now will I fetch the king to find them here; That he thereby may give a likely guess, How these were they that made away his brother. [Exit Aaron. Mart. Why dost not comfort me, and help me out From this unhallow'd and blood-stained hole? Quin. I am surprised with an uncouth fear: A chilling sweat o'erruns my trembling joints; My heart suspects more than mine eye can see. Mart. To prove thou hast a true-divining heart, Aaron and thou look down into this den, And see a fearful sight of blood and death. Quin. Aaron is gone; and my compassionate Will not permit mine eyes once to behold In this detested, dark, blood-drinking pit. Quin. If it be dark, how dost thou know 'tis he? "Mart. Upon his bloody finger he doth wear "A precious ring, that lightens all the hole, "Which, like a taper in some monument, "Doth shine upon the dead man's earthy cheeks, "And shows the ragged entrails of this pit. "So pale did shine the moon on Pyramus, "When he by night lay bathed in maiden blood. "O brother, help me with thy fainting hand,— "If fear hath made thee faint, as me it hath,— Out of this fell devouring receptacle, As hateful as Cocytus' misty mouth. Quin. Reach me thy hand, that I may help thee out; "Or, wanting strength to do thee so much good, " I may be pluck'd into the swallowing womb Of this deep pit, poor Bassianus' grave. 66 "I have no strength to pluck thee to the brink. Mart. Nor I no strength to climb without thy help. Quin. Thy hand once more: I will not loose again, Till thou art here aloft, or I below. Thou canst hot come to me, I come to thee. [falls in. Enter SATURNINUS and AARON. Sat. Along with me.—I'll see what hole is here, And what he is, that now is leap'd into it. Say, who art thou, that lately didst descend |