SCENE V.

_Enter_[535] Nurse, _with_ CUPID _as_ ASCANIUS.

_Nurse._ My Lord Ascanius, you must go with me.

_Cup._ Whither must I go? I'll stay with my mother.

_Nurse._ No, thou shall go with me unto my house. I have an orchard that hath store of plums, Brown almonds, services, ripe figs, and dates, Dewberries, apples, yellow oranges; A garden where are bee-hives full of honey, Musk-roses, and a thousand sort of flowers; And in the midst doth run a silver stream, Where thou shalt see the red-gill'd fishes leap, 10 White swans, and many lovely water-fowls. Now speak, Ascanius, will you go or no?

_Cup._ Come, come, I'll go. How far hence is your house?

_Nurse._ But hereby, child; we shall get thither straight.

_Cup._ Nurse, I am weary; will you carry me?

_Nurse._ I, so you'll dwell with me, and call me mother.

_Cup._ So you'll love me, I care not if I do.

_Nurse._ That I might live to see this boy a man! How prettily he laughs! Go, ye wag!_[536]_ You'll be a twigger[537] when you come to age.-- 20 Say Dido what she will, I am not old; I'll be no more a widow; I am young; I'll have a husband, or else a lover.

_Cup._ A husband, and no teeth!

_Nurse._ O, what mean I to have such foolish thoughts? Foolish is love, a toy.--O sacred love! If there be any heaven in earth, 'tis love, Especially in women of your years.-- Blush, blush for shame! why shouldst thou think of love? A grave, and not a lover, fits thy age.-- 30 A grave! why, I may live a hundred years; Fourscore is but a girl's age: love is sweet.-- My veins are withered, and my sinews dry: Why do I think of love, now I should die?

_Cup._ Come, nurse.

_Nurse._ Well, if he come a-wooing, he shall speed: O, how unwise was I to say him nay! [_Exeunt._