Vol. Away, you fool! it more becomes a man
Than gilt his trophy: the breasts of Hecuba,[2604]
When she did suckle Hector, look'd not lovelier
Than Hector's forehead when it spit forth blood 40
At Grecian sword, contemning. Tell Valeria[2605]
We are fit to bid her welcome. [Exit Gent.[2606]
Vir. Heavens bless my lord from fell Aufidius!
Vol. He'll beat Aufidius' head below his knee,[2607]
And tread upon his neck. 45
Enter Valeria, with an Usher and Gentlewoman.[2608]
Val. My ladies both, good day to you.[2609]
Vol. Sweet madam.
Vir. I am glad to see your ladyship.
Val. How do you both? you are manifest house-keepers.
What are you sewing here? A fine spot, in good faith.[2610] 50
How does your little son?
Vir. I thank your ladyship; well, good madam.
Vol. He had rather see the swords and hear a drum[2611]
than look upon his schoolmaster.