Had hope to win him. She comes; now be thou firm.
I will be gone.[Exit..
Ner. (solus). Now she cannot deceive me.
Enter Agrippina.
Agr. My son, thy mother comes at thy command.
Ner. O excellent mother!
Agr.What would’st thou with me, son?
I come to hear, and yet I scarce am fit
For banter or abuse. I am ill to-day.
Ner. No wonder; ’tis you do too much. ’Twere better