Note 408 — Part II—The Worldlings (continued 2)

Cleop.: "Come to me, come, my soldier, to my arms! You've been too long away from my embraces; But, when I have you fast, and all my own, With broken murmurs, and with amorous sighs, I'll say, you were unkind, and punish you, And mark you red with many an eager kiss."—Ibid. V. 3, 1.