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The Tragedy of Dido, Queen of Carthage, a play by Christopher Marlowe

Act 4 - Scena 5

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_ [Enter the Nurse with Cupid for Ascanius.]

Nurse.
My Lord Ascanius, ye must go with me.

CUPID.
Whither must I go? I'll stay with my mother.

Nurse.
No, thou shalt go with me unto my house,
I have an Orchard that hath store of plums,
Brown Almonds, Seruises, ripe Figs and Dates,
Dewberries, Apples, yellow Orenges,
A garden where are Bee hives full of honey,
Musk-roses, and a thousand sort of flowers,
And in the midst doth run a silver streame,
Where thou shalt see the red gilled fishes leap,
White Swannes, and many lovely water-fowls:
Now speak Ascanius, will ye go or no?

CUPID.
Come come I'll go, how farre hence is your house?

Nurse.
But hereby child, we shall get thither straight.

CUPID.
Nurse I am weary, will you carry me?

Nurse.
I, so you'll dwell with me and call me mother.

CUPID.
So you'll love me, I care not if I do.

Nurse.
That I might live to see this boy a man,
How pretilie he laughs, go ye wagge,
you'll be a twigger when you come to age.
Say Dido what she will I am not old,
I'll be no more a widowe, I am young,
I'll have a husband, or else a lover.

CUPID.
A husband and no teeth!

Nurse.
O what mean I to have such foolish thoughts!
Foolish is love, a toy, O sacred love,
If there be any heaven in earth, tis love:
Especially in women of your years.
Blush blush for shame, why shouldst thou think of love?
A grave, and not a lover fits thy age:
A grave, why? I may live a hundred years,
Fourescore is but a girles age, love is sweet:
My veins are withered, and my sinews dry,
Why do I think of love now I should die?

CUPID.
Come Nurse.

Nurse.
Well, if he come a wooing he shall speed,
O how unwise was I to say him nay!

[Exeunt.] _

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