But let not visions drive thy friend away.”—
“Hear me, Oh! hear me—Shall I wed my son?”— 880
“I am in fondness and obedience one;
And I will reverence, honour, love, adore,
Be all that fondest sons can be—and more;
And shall thy son, if such he be, proceed
To fierce encounters, and in battle bleed?
No; thou canst weep!”—
“O! leave me, I entreat; }
Leave me a moment—we shall quickly meet.”— }