With equal joy the sea divinities.
What sudden cause has clouded o'er thy face?710
Tell me, what mean thy pallor and thy tears!
Poppaea: Dear nurse, this night I had a dreadful dream;
And even now, as I remember it,
My mind is troubled and my senses fail.
For when the joyful day had sunk to rest,
And in the darkened sky the stars appeared,715
I lay asleep within my Nero's arms.
But that sweet sleep I could not long enjoy;