Act

 1     1|        bedchamber of Octavia? ~ OCT. Trace these tears to their
 2     1|         thee of thy troubles? ~ OCT. What day (dost thou mean)
 3     1|      then, be a long way off! ~ OCT. Unfortunately, thy wishes,
 4     1|        demeanour towards him. ~ OCT. I shall have to overcome,
 5     1| sufferest to escape thy lips. ~ OCT. Although I may patiently
 6     1|       all that away! Octavia! ~ OCT. And let them extinguish
 7     1|      carry out such a threat. ~ OCT. Long continued grief, anger,
 8     1|      wheedlings and caresses. ~ OCT. That I may induce him to
 9     1|      with thy own off-spring. ~ OCT. The palace of the Emperor
10     1|      far to conform my hopes. ~ OCT. Yes! it is a good thing,
11     1|        the populace is great. ~ OCT. That, however, of an Emperor
12     1|       some regard for a wife. ~ OCT. No! a concubine will stand
13     1|      sight of all the people. ~ OCT. But she is held dear by
14     1|        wife as yet, remember! ~ OCT. But she will soon become
15     1|         troubles as Juno did. ~ OCT. Let the stormy seas seek
16     1|        auspicious day arrive! ~ OCT. Already our dynasty is
17     5|   overthrows them altogether! ~ OCT. Where art thou conducting
18     5|        victim of a cruel son! ~ OCT. Behold that cruel tyrant