 | Iacob and Esau |  |
scæna nona.
Isaac. Mido. Rebecca. Iacob.Isaac.
Where be ye good wyfe?
Mido.
My dame Rebecca is here.
Rebecca.
I am glad sweete husband that I see you appere,
For I haue a worde or two vnto you to say.
Isaac.
Whatsoeuer it be, tell it me I you pray.
Rebecca.
Sir ye know, that now our life daies are but short
Now Esau his wiues being Hethites both,
Ye know to please vs are much vnwilling and loth.
That if Iacob eke would take any Hethite to wife,
Small ioy should we both haue or comforte of our life.
Isaac.
Wife ye speake this well, and I will prouide therfore,
Call Iacob quickly, that he appeare me before.
Mido.
I can runne apace for him if ye bidde me go.
Rebecca.
Go hye thee at once then like a good sonne Mido.
Isaac.
O Lorde saue thou my sonne from miscarying.
Mido.
Come maister Iacob, ye must make no tarying,
For I it is that shall be shent if you be slacke,
Here is your sonne Iacob now, maister Isaac.
Isaac.
Sonne Iacob, make thee ready as fast thou can,
And in all hast possible get thee vnto Laban.
He is thine owne vncle, and a right godly man,
Marry of his daughters, and not of Canan.
In Mesopotamia shalt thou leade thy life.
The lorde prosper thee there, without debate or strife.
And the God of Abraham prosper thee in peace,
He multiply thy seede, and make it to encrease,
Nowe kisse me deare sonne Iacob, and so go thy way.
Rebecca.
Kisse me also sweete sonne, and hence without delay.
Iacob.
Now most tender parents, as wel with heart and word,
I bid you well to fare, and leaue you to the Lord.
Mido.
Nay maister Iacob, let me haue an hande also.
Iacob.
Euen with all my heart farewell litle Mido.
Isaac.
Now will I departe hence into the tent againe.
Rebecca.
As pleaseth God and you, but I will here remaine.
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