I rob him not of much. The end of life
Is tedious, I believe. Come back, Poppæa;
And while we are in our prime, let us be merry
And thank the gods.
SCENE · 5
(As epilogue.)
Scene withdraws and shows Seneca’s garden in the suburbs: a table set out under a tree.
Enter SENECA, THRASEA, and PRISCUS.
SENECA.