And we are govern’d with our mothers’ spirits.
—Julius Caesar, Act i., Sc. 3.
That you do love me, I am nothing jealous;
What you would work me to, I have some aim;
How I have thought of this, and of these times,
I shall recount hereafter; for this present,
I would not, so with love I might entreat you,
Be any further mov’d. What you have said,
I will consider; what you have to say,
I will with patience hear, and find a time