My love, our love?
Pop.What is love?
Oth.Art thou Poppæa?
Wer’t any else but thou that questioned thus,
My answer then were ready: I should say
Ask of Poppæa, ’tis the thing she knows;
Ask Otho’s wife what love is, she can tell.
And thou to ask! as if ’twere some strange matter
Wide of experience, and to ask of me
Who won thee for my teacher!