Marry some honourable man.

Only think kindly of me sometimes." They had been sitting beside the brooklet, on the soft green-sward.
Cornelia had been resting both her hands in Drusus's, but now she drew them back, and sprang to her feet, as if swept away by a gust of anger.
"How dare you!" she cried, "how dare you bid me throw away all that my heart has turned on, and my hopes depended on, and my imagination dreamed of, since our fathers were slain side by side; and more especially since you came back from Athens?
Why might not I bid you renounce your adherence to Caesar's cause, and say, 'There is no need of blasting your career by such a sacrifice; remember Caesar and his party kindly, wish them well, but do not dwell too much thereon; submit cheerfully to what is inevitable'?
Shall I argue thus?
Have I argued thus?
If you will, abandon me, and wed some other maiden, and many there are, fair, wealthy, noble, who will be glad to be given in marriage to a Livius Drusus.

But till you thus repudiate your father's will, no power of gods or of men shall drive me to violate that of mine." "Cornelia," said Drusus, in a husky voice, "do you know what you are saying?
What resistance to threats and unkind treatment your resolve will mean ?" "I both know the future and accept it," answered the maiden firmly, looking fairly into his face.
"Then by all the powers of earth, sky, and Hades!" cried the young man, lifting one arm toward heaven, and throwing the other about his sweetheart, "I will defy Lentulus, defy Pompeius, defy Senate, army, mob, or any other human might.

Hitherto I have thought to play the patriot in espousing Caesar's cause.

Now let love and fury fire my ardour.