Enter Seleucus.
Dom. How now, Seleucus? Foiled!
SELEUCUS.
I warned you, lady,
How impotent and vain an arm hath truth
Unhelped by art.
Dom.Thou did’st but well, and now
I shall lean more on thee. Hast thou persuaded
Poppæa of her fortune?
Sel.Ay, my lady,