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…ADELLO Is set on Christ. I pray His kingdom quickly come. But, for myself, to-daylead me to martyrdom. Come hither, bind these bleeding hands together fast ! [She holds out her hands toward the soldiers, wrist to wrist. SOLDIERS. O we dare not ! MONICA. Your queen commands ; these are the last Of all the words that I shall say till Heaven opes. This is the golden gate and way of all my hopes. THE LIEUTENANT. High saint and virgin, we obey. MONICA. Make fast the ropes ! [They bind MONICA in silence, weeping, and lead her away.
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…! ZELINA. God send a breath of ocean air ! Lorenzo, how are you ? LORENZO. O sweetest of the sweet ! What raptures I renew ! I kiss your hands and feet ! And you, Lucrezia, deign to throw one scornful glance ALESSANDRO. Remember your poor swain has been three years in France ! LUCREZIA. [To ALESSANDRO.] Who could be happier than I to put in those These hands ? ZELINA. [To ALESSANDRO.] Ill rival her as far as welcome goes. ALESSANDRO. Ive come from Paris crowned for being cold and clever ; Lorenzo will be found more amorous than ever. Youve …
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…hurch well bribed, the navy ours, None left that might have circumscribed our parted powers. That blessed hour that joins our hearts and hands in one Sees also the States careless crafts in unison. Enter ORLANDO, by bridge. Seeing MORTADELLO, he shrinks back into the shadow, drops to his knees, and crawls un- perceived across the bridge, hiding on the steps, and listening intently. MAGDALENA. You forget Monica. MORTADELLO. Alone she stands, alone. MAGDALENA. But still she stands. MORTADELLO. With empty hands. MAGDALENA. May grasp a throne. MOR…
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…NICA.] Now pray ! MONICA. O no ! I will compel the Christ to hear ! My fierce demands Shall strike again the Romans spear in those pale hands ! Go, and God guard you ! ORLANDO. Never fear ! our storm-star stands. [ORLANDO, with drawn sword, and the soldier rush out. MONICA kneels again at the prie-Dieu, with outstretched hands, the nails clenched tightly into
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…ORTADELLO. Princess, you earn my thanks, even as you break my pride. I will speak with you, shamed. I would that I had died There at the hands of the mob : I might have matched you then. Make way there ! God bring all to favour, gentlemen ! [The mob in angry silence make way for him to pass. MONICA, raising her hands in blessing, retires from the window. SCENE III. The room of THE GOVERNOR. MONICA closes the window. MONICA. Leave me in peace, my lord, I shall not try to escape. GOVERNOR. With heartiest accord. [He goes out, with her gaolers. Fa…
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…? Keep silence, sir, or we are all undone ! MORTADELLO. Misshapen knave ! THE DOGE. Peace, peace. MORTADELLO. Thou misbegotten one ! Lay hands upon the household. [The church fills with smoke. GABRIELE. Alls gone dark. THE DOGE. Gone dark ! MORTADELLO. Gone dark ! GABRIELE. Crackles and fumes ; they have Greek bombs. MORTADELLO. Now mark ! You shall die in torment. GABRIELE. Fool ! we shall all die. Hark ! hark ! [The great bell of St. Marks begins to toll. That cursed witch is raising Venice on us, Jesus Christ ! Im the first fool in Europe…
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…rest you in the Doges name. MONICA. Arrest ! GABRIELE. No less ! MONICA. [Rising with arms outstretched.] Nay, look, my lord, behold my hands, my breast, My feet ! [It is seen that she bears the bleeding stigmata of Christ. GABRIELE. What ! THE SOLDIERS. Tis a miracle of God. GABRIELE. You fools ! Deceit o the devil, rather. Will you be the tools Of a whore ? MONICA. [Raising her crystal cross and advancing upon him
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…now you have dared all. There is a God whose care lets never a sparrow fall. ALESSANDRO. If Lesbia laughs, I would. MONICA. [Folding her hands in prayer.] Take care, you lose your labour. ALESSANDRO. Does love for God exclude a passion for your neighbor ?
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…ey give back. Whip them to kennel ! [The crowd waver. ABBESS. [Rushing forward.] Men ! are you men ? To the attack ! The tyrants in our hands ! God is for us ! Strike hard ! Drag forth the caitliff from his hireling body-guard ! Forward the crucifix ! Do you dare loose ? For God And His insulted church ! The path St. Peter trod ! [Brandishing a crucifix, she charges down upon MOR- TADELLO, the crowd following her. MORTADELLO. Stand firm, men ! She is mad ! ALL. Down with the tyrant, down ! ABBESS. Forward, the victors wreath waits, or the mar…
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…, her hair black and crisp ; her features like Madonna’s. Her eyes are extraordinarily black, keen, and piercing. Her age is twenty. Her hands and feet are very small and white, her complexion like fine porcelain. THE ABBESS is a gigantic and burly woman of fifty years old. xvi
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…For God and Christ ! Now, Mortadello, we cross swords ! . . . One stroke sufficed. [Putting her foot on the neck of MORTADELLO, and both hands to the hilt of the sword, she draws it from his throat. All stand aghast. Gentlemen, to your palaces ! This carrion Be guarded and displayed. At noon the bell toll on, And bring the worthiest citizens and noblemen Into the throne-room. I will speak my purpose then. Father, I pray you absolution. THE LEGATE. Daughter ! You Have saved my life. God [He falls back fainting into the arms of his chaplain. MO…
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OR, THE ANGEL OF VENICE 47 I wash my hands of the whole thing. But Ill say this : I think she aimed too high, and having made a miss, Took her revenge. 2ND RUFFIAN. Revenge ? Blasphemer, hold your tongue. ALONZO. Be careful, youre so beautiful, you may die young. Doesnt your Doges daughter lie deadand foully dead Because your virgin itched for Mortadellos bed ? 1ST RUFFIAN. Over the bridge with him ! 2ND RUFFIAN. Over ! [They seize ALONZO. SHACKABACK. Stay friends ! 3RD RUFFIAN. Dog Jew ! You say a word, well duck your lousy carcass too…
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…is the plash of oars. Come, sweet, and bathe me in. Her blood. Come splash me head to feet with scarlet sin ! [She kneels and clasps her hands, raising her voice as the gondola approaches. Dear Christ, preserve me from the lusts of evil men, Or let my martyrdom avail to save them then ! Be pleased to pardon her whose doom unfolds, a scroll All scribbled sinister, do thou receive her soul Whose body must endure what for myself she craved. A dark deed and impurebut Venice must be saved ! [ORLANDO lands from the gondola. Oh ! is it you so soon ? …
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…pon its crucifix of shame. [Reaching the bridge, he is met by MONICA, who, followed by two Sisters of Mercy moves toward the palace, her hands folded, and her lips moving in prayer.
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…Thine, thy great word that thundered out from Calvary. Mine, hast thou heard ? Eli, lama Sabachthani ! Here, every nail that pierced thy hands, that pierced thy feet, Spear, through the veil of thine immortal heart that beat With love supreme, the infinite wrath of God that bent Above, red beam arched fierce across the firmament, Each devils dart strikes through my bosom to rend each chord, Bleach my live heart, send my soul naked to its Lord. Ay ! but the sweat of blood that stands upon my brow ! Diebut not yetmore torture brands my body no…
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74 MORTADELLO Citizens, kneel ! to your knees and gaze upon your saint ! [All fall upon their knees, and with clasped hands gaze upwards to the window, where in a moment MONICA, with arms crossed upon her breast appears. MONICA. There is no need of West or East, of moon or sun. The door is shut, the marriage feast of God begun. There is a song that never tires, and there a light More sweet and strong than all the fires of day or night There is a taste, a savour shed ; is honey sweet, Is moon-wort chaste ? Its flavour fed the Paraclete ! There i…