POPPAEA. [Standing aloof and veiled.]
Caesar, by thee thrice summoned, I am here.
What is your will?
NERO. To have you at my side.
POPPAEA. Caesar, I am thy subject, and obeyed
Unwillingly.
NERO. Unwillingly?
POPPAEA. I come
In loyalty: what service can I render?
If none, then suffer me now to depart.
I tremble to be seen with thee alone;
No whisper yet has touched me.
NERO. So you come,
But out of loyalty.
POPPAEA. As fits thy subject.
NERO. No, I am thine!
POPPAEA. Caesar, I will not hear,
I must not if I would—that you know well.
NERO. You come in cold obedience?