Was he adored. So shall the stars expect
My godhead too, if first I seize and slay530
With sword relentless all who bear me hate,
And on a worthy offspring found my house.
Seneca: But she will fill thy house with noble sons,
That heaven-born glory of the Claudian stock,
Who by the will of fate was wed to thee,
As Juno to her brother Jove was given.535
Nero: A child of hers would stain my noble line,
For she herself was of a harlot born;