Poppaea, Act I Scene 6: Poppaea Witnesses Octavia's Death (Live)

POPPAEA

Octavia—

Mmmmm...

What does it feel like?

Is the pain sharp or dull? Octavia—

Do you see me? What do you see?

Octavia—

Bitter almond of a girl, your heart is too true. You look as if you’ve seen your brother’s ghost. You’ll be with him soon. Look at me.

Why won’t you bleed? Too true for this world. Bleed.

Why don’t you bleed?

Tell me, is death tender? Is it reprieve?

Does it hurt?

What do you see?

Ungenerous veins! Sssshh...

You are so naïve. I am death.

Do you see me?

Mmmmm... Octavia.

Ah. Now it flows. It won’t be long... Poor Octavia.

It’s over. Sssshh...