The most Lamentable Tragedie
951917Vpon who
se leaues are drops of new
shed blood,
952918As fre
sh as morning dew di
stild on
flowers,
953919A verie fatall place it
seemes to mee,
954920Speake brother ha
st thou hurt thee with the fall?
955921Martius. Oh brother with the di
smal
st obie
ct hurt,
957922That euer eie with
sight made hart lament.
958923Aron. Now will I fetch the King to
finde them here,
959924That he thereby may haue a likely ge
sse,
Exit. 960925How the
se were they, that made away his brother.
962926Martius. Why do
st not comfort me and help me out
963927From this vnhollow, and blood
stained hole.
964928Quintus. I am
surpri
sed with an vncouth feare,
965929A chilling
sweat oreruns my trembling ioynts,
966930My hart
su
spe
cts more than mine eie can
see.
967931Martius. To proue thou ha
st a true diuining hart,
968932Aron, and thou looke downe into this den,
969933And
see a fearefull
sight of blood and death.
970934Quintus. Aron is gone, and my compa
ssionate hart,
972935Will not permit mine eyes once to behold,
973936The thing whereat it trembles by furmi
se:
974937Oh tell me who it is, for nere till now,
975938Was I a child to feare I know not what.
976939Martius. Lord
Bassianus lies bereaud in blood,
MS 'heere reav'd of lyfe'
977940All on a heape like to a
slaughtered Lambe,
978941In this dete
sted darke blood drinking pit.
979942Quintus. If it be darke how do
st thou know tis hee.
980943Martius. Vpon his bloody
finger he doth weare
981944A pretious ring, that lightens all this hole:
982945Which like a taper in
some monument,
983946Doth
shine vpon the dead mans earthy cheekes,
984947And
shewes the ragged intrals of this pit:
985948So pale did
shine the Moone on Priamus,
986949When he by night lay bathd in Maiden blood,
987950O Brother help me with thy fainting hand,
988951If feare hath made thee faint as me it hath,
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