:09:01
But I praise your choice.
She reminds me of Spring.
:09:04
I desire her more than ever.
:09:07
If I could kill Aulus
and Pomponia and abduct her.
:09:12
Another sleepless night...
:09:14
I'll have one of my slaves
flogged and listen to his moans.
:09:19
A simpleton's desires.
:09:22
I must have her.
If you don't find a way,
:09:27
I'll find it myself.
:09:28
I shall think about it.
:09:31
Wait in the litter.
:09:48
I see in your eyes a flame
consuming your soul, my lord.
:09:52
- Can you read fortunes?
- A coin, and you'll learn more.
:10:03
Love... and death...
are walking by your side.
:10:09
You will offend gods. Fire
will consume more than your soul.
:10:14
Go away.
:10:17
- This is for you.
- Thank you.
:10:20
- "Satyricon"... whose is it?
- Mine. But that's a secret.
:10:25
You said you didn't write verse,
but I see not only prose here.
:10:30
Nero is the reason
poetry makes me nauseous.
:10:34
Some tickle their throat
with a flamingo's feather,
:10:38
I read Nero's verses.
Instant relief.
:10:42
Though heart remains heavy,
the stomach is light.