[NERO, spreading his hands, dismisses the Court, and comes
down to his mother.
NERO. Now, mother!
AGRIPPINA. I will speak
With you alone, not compassed by these men.
[To SENECA and BURRUS.] To me you owe the height where now you stand. Who took you, schoolmaster, from exile? Who Unstewarded you, Burrus? If I have made, I can unmake—Now leave me with my son. [To TIGELLINUS.] You are self-made. Gods! I'd no hand in that!
[Exeunt SENECA, BURRUS, and TIGELLINUS.]
Nero, have you forgot who set you there?
NERO. Not while I hear it twenty times a day.
AGRIPPINA. You should not need that I remind you of it.
NERO. A kindness harped on grows an injury.
AGRIPPINA. Are you the babe that lay upon my breast?