_Cast._ Please it your lordship, my mother attends I' the gallery, and desires your conference. [_Exit_ BELFOREST. This means I used to bring me to your ear. [_To_ LANGUEBEAU. Time cuts off circumstance; I must be brief, To your integrity did Charlemont Commit the contract of his love and mine; Which now so strong a hand seeks to divide, That if your grave advice assist me not, I shall be forced to violate my faith. _Lang._ Since Charlemont's absence I have weighed his love with the spirit of consideration; and in sincerity I find it to be frivolous and vain. Withdraw your respect; his affection deserveth it not. _Cast._ Good sir, I know your heart cannot profane The holiness you make profession of With such a vicious purpose as to break The vow your own consent did help to make. _Lang._ Can he deserve your love who in neglect Of your delightful conversation and In obstinate contempt of all your prayers And tears, absents himself so far from your Sweet fellowship, and with a purpose so Contracted to that absence that you see He purchases your separation with The hazard of his blood and life, fearing to want Pretence to part your companies.-- 'Tis rather hate that doth division move. Love still desires the presence of his love.-- Verily he is not of the family of love. _Cast._ O do not wrong him! 'Tis a generous mind That led his disposition to the war: For gentle love and noble courage are So near allied, that one begets another; Or Love is sister and Courage is the brother. Could I affect him better then before, His soldier's heart would make me love him more. _Lang._ But, Castabella-- _Enter_ LEVIDULCIA. _Lev._ Tush, you mistake the way into a woman. The passage lies not through her reason but her blood. [_Exit_ LANGUEBEAU. CASTABELLA _about to follow._ Nay, stay! How wouldst thou call the child, That being raised with cost and tenderness To full hability of body and means, Denies relief unto the parents who Bestowed that bringing up? _Cast._ Unnatural. _Lev._ Then Castabella is unnatural. Nature, the loving mother of us all, Brought forth a woman for her own relief By generation to revive her age; Which, now thou hast hability and means Presented, most unkindly dost deny. _Cast._ Believe me, mother, I do love a man.