A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 02
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 02
English drama
REBECCA. As pleaseth God and you, but I will here remain.
ACTUS QUINTI, SCAENA DECIMA.
ESAU. RAGAN. REBECCA. ISAAC. MIDO.
ESAU. And is he gone indeed to mine uncle Laban,
In Mesopotamia at the town of Haran?
And is Jacob gone to the house of Bethuel?
The whirlwind with him, and flinging fiend of hell!
But I shall meet with him yet one day well enough.
And who is this? my mother? whom I see here now.
RAGAN. She stood here all this while, sir, did ye not her see?
ESAU. Didst thou see her stand here, and wouldest not warn me?
REBECCA. Son Esau, afore God, thou art much to blame,
And to do, as I hear of thee, is a foul shame.
ESAU. Mother, what is it ye heard of me of late?
REBECCA. That thou dost thy brother Jacob deadly hate.
ESAU. Hate Jacob? I hate him, and will do, till I die,
For he hath done me both great wrong and villainy;
And that shall he well know, if the Lord give me life.
REBECCA. Fie upon thee, to speak so, like a lewd caitiff!
RAGAN. My master Esau is of nature much hot,
But he will be better than he saith, fear not.
ESAU. My birthright to sell did he not make me consent?
REBECCA. But the same to do wert not thyself content?
There is no man to blame for it but thine own self.
ESAU. Yea, mother, I see that ye hold with that mopish elf.
It is your dainty darling, your prinkox, your golpol;
He can never be praised enough of your soul;
He must ever be extolled above the moon:
It is never amiss that he hath said or done.
I would he were rocked or dandled in your lap;
Or I would with this falchion I might give him pap.
I marvel why ye should so love him, and me not?
Ye groaned as well for the one as thother, I wot.
But Jacob must be advanced in any wise:
But I shall one day handle him of the new guise.[288]
REBECCA. Both on thy father's blessing and mine, I charge thee,
That thy soul intend never such iniquity;
Beware by the example of Cain, I thee reed,
That thou bring not the Lord's curse upon thy head.
ESAU. And what, should I take all this wrong at Jacob's hand?
REBECCA. Forgive, and the Lord shall prosper thee in the land.
My son Esau, hear me; I am thy mother:
For my sake, let pass this grudge against thy brother.
RAGAN. Sir, your mother's request is but reasonable,
Which for you to grant shall be much commendable.
ESAU. Mother, though it be a great thing that ye require:
Yet must all malice pass at your desire;
And for your cause, mother, this mine anger shall slake.
REBECCA. I thank thee, my son, that thou dost it for my sake.
ESAU. For your sake, with Jacob I will be at accord.
REBECCA. And shall I call thy father to be as record?
ESAU. As pleaseth you, mother, I can be well content.
REBECCA. Then will I go call him hither incontinent.
And where he doth already love thee very well,
This will make him to love thee better a great deal.
RAGAN. Truly, sir, this is of you a right gentle part:
At least, if it come from the bottom of your heart.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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