:04:01
He is not a fool.
:04:03
Perhaps. Wisdom is no better
or different from foolishness.
:04:08
This is what is best in life.
:04:11
But you also love war
which I despise.
:04:14
Bronzebeard loves
his own singing and his own verses.
:04:19
You don't write poetry?
:04:23
- I don't.
- Strum the lute? Sing?
:04:26
- I don't.
- I'm at ease, then.
:04:29
It is commendable to write verses,
:04:32
but it's much better
not to write, play or sing,
:04:37
one should just admire
Bronzebeard at doing it.
:04:41
Welcome.
:04:44
Greetings.
:04:46
You risk one thing, though:
Poppaea might fall for you.
:04:57
- I come to seek advice.
- Hit by Cupid's arrow?
:05:01
I twisted my ankle
:05:03
on my way to Rome,
:05:06
and spent several days
at Aulus Plautius' house.
:05:10
- If you fell for his wife...
- No, not Pomponia.
:05:14
They call her Lygia or Callina,
which is her barbarian name.
:05:20
Once, at daybreak, she was
bathing naked in the fountain,
:05:23
and I saw the rays of dawn
passing through her body.
:05:28
So she is as transparent
as a baby sardine?
:05:32
Don'tjoke.
I'm madly in love.
:05:37
My peace is gone, I crave no women,
gold or feasts... I want Lygia.
:05:41
Buy her, if she is a slave.
:05:44
She is a hostage.
Daughter of a Lygian king.