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scæna decima.
Rebecca. Abra.Rebecca.
Now I beseche the Lorde prosper Iacob my sonne,
In our hardy enterprise which we haue begonne.
Isaac is eating such meate as he doth loue,
Which thing to blesse Iacob I dout not will him moue:
If he obteyne the blessing as I trust he shall,
Then shall my soule geue to God laude perpetuall.
But I will in to harken how the thing doth frame.
Mido.
Come in dame Rebecca,
Rebecca.
Who is it that doth me name?
Abra.
My maister Isaac is comming foorth streight way.
Rebecca.
He shall not finde me here in no wise if I may.
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