She had better wed Lucius Ahenobarbus, and stoop to the inevitable.

Her husband could go his way and she go hers, and none would complain.
Perhaps the Epicureans were right,--this life was all, and it was best to suck from it all the sweets one might, and not be disturbed by pricks of conscience.

Drusus and Cornelia were not lovers of a modern romance, to entertain fantastic ideas of love and duty, to throw themselves away for a fancy, or tie themselves with vows which militated against almost every worldly advantage.

They were both Romans, and by that we mean eminently practical persons, faithful to one another, pure and noble in their affections, but habituated to look a situation in the face and accept the plain consequences.

In this spirit Drusus had advised as he did, and Cornelia became discouraged accordingly.