Why should I not procure it whilst you live?
Should I to doubtful arms your youth betray,
What would my kinsmen, the Rutulians, say?
}
{ And, should you fall in fight, (which heaven defend!)
{ How curse the cause, which hastened to his end
{ The daughter's lover, and the father's friend?
Weigh in your mind the various chance of war;
Pity your parent's age, and ease his care."
Such balmy words he poured, but all in vain: