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I'll bear these Ladies company, If they shall deem acceptance. Exit Lady I must maintain my former argument, Tully's not here, but here is Tully's friend, For ere I speak, I must entreat, you will Transform poor Tulley into Lentulus. But sweet Lady, Tully is not here. He was Lady, till he changed his habit, by put ting on the office of and unskilful Servingman, intending to guard Terentia to her father's house. Nor can the world make Cicero so worthy, Yet for and hour discourse a Peasants shape, Nay represent the person of a king. Then in the person of great Lentulus, I do salute Sun-bright Terentia, Lady, vouchsafe a Saintlike smile on him, From that angel form, whose honoured mind Lies prostrate lowly at Terentias feet, Who hath put off a Golden victor's honour, And left the Parthyan spoil to Lepido, Whom many Ladies have bedecked with favours, Of rich esteem, o proud! he deigned to wear them, Yet gifts and givers he did slight esteem. For why? the purpose of his thoughts were bent, To seek the love of fair Terentia. The choce is such, as choiser cannot be, Even with a nimble eye his virtues, through His smile is Like the Meridian Solemnizing, Discerned a dancing in the burbling brook: His frown outdares the Austerest face, Of war or Tyranny: to seize upon His shape might force the Virgin huntress With him for ever live a vestal life, His mind is virtues overmatched, yet this & more Shall die, if this and more want force, To win the love of fair Terentia, Then gentle Lady, give a gentle dome, Never was breast the Landlord to a heart, More loving, faithful, or more loyal, Then is the breast of noble.