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362Volum. I pray you daughter sing, or expresse your selfe

363in a more comfortable sort: If my Sonne were my Hus-

364band, I should freelier reioyce in that absence wherein

365he wonne Honor, then in the embracements of his Bed,

366where he would shew most loue. When yet hee was but

367tender-bodied, and the onely Sonne of my womb; when

368youth with comelinesse pluck'd all gaze his way; when

369for a day of Kings entreaties, a Mother should not sel him

370an houre from her beholding; I considering how Honour

371would become such a person, that it was no better then

372Picture-like to hang by th' wall, if renowne made it not

373stirre, was pleas'd to let him seeke danger, where he was

374like to finde fame: To a cruell Warre I sent him, from

375whence he return'd, his browes bound with Oake. I tell

376thee Daughter, I sprang not more in ioy at first hearing

377he was a Man-child, then now in first seeing he had pro-

378ued himselfe a man.

379Virg. But had he died in the Businesse Madame, how

380then?

381Volum. Then his good report should haue beene my

382Sonne, I therein would haue found issue. Heare me pro-

383fesse sincerely, had I a dozen sons each in my loue alike,

384and none lesse deere then thine, and my good Martius, I

385had rather had eleuen dye Nobly for their Countrey, then

386one voluptuously surfet out of Action.

388Gent. Madam, the Lady Valeria is come to visit you.

389Virg. Beseech you giue me leaue to retire my selfe.

390Volum. Indeed you shall not:

391Me thinkes, I heare hither your Husbands Drumme:

392See him plucke Auffidius downe by th' haire:

393(As children from a Beare) the Volces shunning him:

394Me thinkes I see him stampe thus, and call thus,

395Come on you Cowards, you were got in feare

396Though you were borne in Rome; his bloody brow

397With his mail'd hand, then wiping, forth he goes

398Like to a Haruest man, that task'd to mowe

399Or all, or loose his hyre.

400Virg. His bloody Brow? Oh Iupiter, no blood.

401Volum. Away you Foole; it more becomes a man

402Then gilt his Trophe. The brests of Hecuba

403When she did suckle Hector, look'd not louelier

404Then Hectors forhead, when it spit forth blood

405At Grecian sword. Contenning, tell Valeria

406We are fit to bid her welcome. Exit Gent.

407Vir. Heauens blesse my Lord from fell Auffidius.

408Vol. Hee'l beat Auffidius head below his knee,

409And treade vpon his necke.

411Val. My Ladies both good day to you.

412Vol. Sweet Madam.

413Vir. I am glad to see your Ladyship.

414Val. How do you both? You are manifest house-kee-

415pers. What are you sowing heere? A fine spotte in good

416faith. How does your little Sonne?

417Vir. I thanke your Lady-ship: Well good Madam.

418Vol. He had rather see the swords, and heare a Drum,

419then looke vpon his Schoolmaster.

420Val. A my word the Fathers Sonne: Ile sweare 'tis a

421very pretty boy. A my troth, I look'd vpon him a Wens-

422day halfe an houre together: ha's such a confirm'd coun-

423tenance. I saw him run after a gilded Butterfly, & when

424he caught it, he let it go againe, and after it againe, and o-

425uer and ouer he comes, and vp againe: catcht it again: or

426whether his fall enrag'd him, or how 'twas, hee did so set

427his teeth, and teare it. Oh, I warrant how he mammockt

428it.

429Vol. One on's Fathers moods.

430Val. Indeed la, tis a Noble childe.

431Virg. A Cracke Madam.

432Val. Come, lay aside your stitchery, I must haue you

433play the idle Huswife with me this afternoone.

434Virg. No (good Madam)

435I will not out of doores.

436Val. Not out of doores?

437Volum. She shall, she shall.

438Virg. Indeed no, by your patience; Ile not ouer the

439threshold, till my Lord returne from the Warres.

440Val. Fye, you confine your selfe most vnreasonably:

441Come, you must go visit the good Lady that lies in.

442Virg. I will wish her speedy strength, and visite her

443with my prayers: but I cannot go thither.

444Volum. Why I pray you.

445Vlug. 'Tis not to saue labour, nor that I want loue.

446Val. You would be another Penelope: yet they say, all

447the yearne she spun in Vlisses absence, did but fill Athica

448full of Mothes. Come, I would your Cambrick were sen-

449sible as your finger, that you might leaue pricking it for

450pitie. Come you shall go with vs.

451Vir. No good Madam, pardon me, indeed I will not

452foorth.

453Val. In truth la go with me, and Ile tell you excellent

454newes of your Husband.

455Virg. Oh good Madam, there can be none yet.

456Val. Verily I do not iest with you: there came newes

457from him last night.

458Vir. Indeed Madam.

459Val. In earnest it's true; I heard a Senatour speake it.

460Thus it is: the Volcies haue an Army forth, against whō

461Cominius the Generall is gone, with one part of our Ro-

462mane power. Your Lord, and Titus Lartius, are set down

463before their Citie Carioles, they nothing doubt preuai-

464ling, and to make it breefe Warres. This is true on mine

465Honor, and so I pray go with vs.

466Virg. Giue me excuse good Madame, I will obey you

467in euery thing heereafter.

468Vol. Let her alone Ladie, as she is now:

469She will but disease our better mirth.

470Valeria. In troth I thinke she would:

471Fare you well then. Come good sweet Ladie.

472Prythee Virgilia turne thy solemnesse out a doore,

473And go along with vs.

474Virgil. No

475At a word Madam; Indeed I must not,

476I wish you much mirth.

477Val. Well, then farewell. Exeunt Ladies.