Mar. I have dogs, my lord, 20
Will rouse the proudest panther in the chase,
And climb the highest promontory top.
Tit. And I have horse will follow where the game
Makes way, and run like swallows o'er the plain. 24
Dem. [Aside.] Chiron, we hunt not, we, with horse nor hound,
But hope to pluck a dainty doe to ground. Exeunt.
Scene Three
[A lonely part of the Forest]
Enter Aaron alone [with a bag of gold].
Aar. He that had wit would think that I had none,
To bury so much gold under a tree,
And never after to inherit it.
Let him that thinks of me so abjectly 4
Know that this gold must coin a stratagem,
Which, cunningly effected, will beget
A very excellent piece of villainy:
And so repose, sweet gold, for their unrest 8
That have their alms out of the empress' chest.
Enter Tamora to the Moor.
Tam. My lovely Aaron, wherefore look'st thou sad,
When everything doth make a gleeful boast?
The birds chant melody on every bush, 12
The snake lies rolled in the cheerful sun,
The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind,
And make a chequer'd shadow on the ground.
23 horse: horses
24 Makes way: opens up a passage
3 inherit: possess
9 alms . . . chest; cf. n.
