| That live by labour; more than I could love | 25 | A man that died for me, if he could live Again. Arb. She is not like her mother, then. Gob. Oh, no! When you were in Armenia, I durst not let her know where you were hurt; | For at the first, on every little scratch, | 30 | She kept her chamber, wept, and could not eat Till you were well; and many times the news Was so long coming, that, before we heard, She was as near her death as you your health. | Arb. Alas, poor soul! but yet she must be ruled: | 35 | I know not how I shall requite her well. I long to see her: have you sent for her, To tell her I am ready? Gob. Sir, I have. Enter First Gentleman and TIGRANES. 1st Gent. Sir, here is the Armenian King. Arb. He's welcome. | Gent. And the queen-mother and the princess wait | 40 | Without. Arb. Good Gobrias, bring 'em in.-----[Exit GOBRIAS. Tigranes, you will think you are arrived In a strange land, where mothers cast to poison Their only sons: think you, you shall be safe? | Tig. Too safe I am, sir. | 45 | Re-enter GOBRIAS, with ARANE, PANTHEA, SPACONIA, BACURIUS, MARDONIUS, BESSUS, and two Gentle- men, Attendants and Guards. Ara. [Kneels.] As low as this I bow to you; and would As low as my grave, to show a mind Thankful for all your mercies. Arb. Oh, stand up, And let me kneel! the light will be ashamed | To see observance done to me by you. | 50 | Ara. You are my King. Arb. You are my mother: rise. ____________________ | 34 | you] Omitted in QQ3-6. | | 43 | cast] plot. | | 45 | Attendants and Guards] Added by Q. | -286- |