TIGELLINUS. Nor do we ask it: only that you draw
His wandering fancy from her with a sweet
Interposition of this loveliness,
Free him of her, then bind him to yourself.
POPPAEA. I will attempt it. I will fly at it.
I go to him to Baiae this same day.
TIGELLINUS. Remember all the earth is in thy reach.
[Exit TIGELLINUS.
POPPAEA claps her hands—enter various maids
POPPAEA. Lorilla, see, this henna is o'erdone.
LORILLA. O pardon, mistress.
POPPAEA. And you, Lalage,
My lips more brilliant.
LALAGE. Yet——
POPPAEA. Remember, child,
That I walk ever veiled: what in the sun
Glares, being veiled a finer richness takes
And more provokes: how many struggling flies
This veil, the web of mine, hath struggling held
Which else were freed!