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12 MORTADELLO MONICA. Our Lady of Sorrow, hear thine handmaiden of sin ! Our Lady of Peace, be near, bestow thy peace within ! If I have sought the hurt of any man, forgive ! If I have soiled my skirt with even a fugitive Faint thought of evil, cleanse my heart and soul thereof, As thou dost heal all mens misdeeds with eager love. Our Lady of Vigilance, behold me ! I am weak. My lifes inheritance to take there are those that seek. There are evil men that hunt me to destroy meThou When they arise, confront them, hear thy virgins vow. Forgive…
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… go, As is my custom still, a pilgrim to and fro Among my poor, to heal, to comfort, to befriend [She kneels before him. GABRIELE. Nay, lady, never kneel ! I am come in peace. Attend ! This is my warrant. Since dissensions are so rife, That Venice and its prince are seething with the strife Of factions that have filled even the council hall With violences unskilled, we mean to end it all. You, lady, are adored by all the common folk. Your word may be a sword. MONICA. My lord, I never spoke. One syllable but peace. GABRIELE. That is the word I …
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…you are to instruct our Sandro how to woo ! MONICA. This is the usufruct of your instruction too ! MORTADELLO. I own defeat of wit. Fair lady, lead me hence ! [LUCREZIA goes on MORTADELLOS arm. MONICA. Be merciful to it ! LUCREZIA. O trust my indolence ! MORTADELLO. She scorns to measure swords. LUCREZIA. Indeed, it is the heat. ALESSANDRO. Your ladys laugh accords. MORTADELLO. The masculines effete. [He goes off flirting with LUCREZIA. MONICA. See Mortadello bloom, a poppy ! ALESSANDRO. Which you nip. Its colour and perfume were stolen from…
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… the prison, servants, etc. THE COUNTESS MAGDALENA PISELLI, the widowed daughter-in-law of the Doge. THE COUNTESS LUCREZIA SANZIO, a gay lady. ZELINA VISCONTI, a courtesan. THE PRINCESS MONICA ARETINO, a saint. THE ABBESS OF THE URSULINES. Venetian ladies, women of the people, courtesans, nuns, etc. xv
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76 MORTADELLO ABBESS. You goggle-eyed gudgeon ! I will tear your guts out yet. GOVERNOR. Good Sandro, calm the lady ! ABBESS. I am calm ! Dont fret ! What, gyve and rack for that sweet saint ! GOVERNOR. She asks for it ! Cant you leave well alone ? ABBESS. Oh, sophistry is wit With callous dogs ! GOVERNOR. I serve the dogs ; my prisoners Are no more slaves than I ! ABBESS. Prince of philosophers ! Heres Mortadello ! A CITIZEN. Now, my Governor ! [He throws a knife, THE GOVERNOR ducks and it just misses his head. GOVERNOR. [Pointing to the as…
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…aws up at the steps. MORTADELLO lands and assists MAGDALENA. MORTADELLO. Ho, lackeys, links and torches ! Wake, you sleepy knaves ! High lady, condescend to take this hand, a slaves. [The palace door opens, and lackeys bring torches.
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… proud lords that irk us. 3RD VOICE. Whats the fellows name ? 5TH VOICE. No brawling ! 6TH VOICE. Dare you push me ? 7TH VOICE. By our Lady ! 8TH VOICE. There ! There ! 9TH VOICE. Good wine needs no bush. 10TH VOICE. The boaster ! 7TH VOICE. Have a care ! 6TH VOICE. Take that ! MONICA enters, attended by two nuns. MONICA. Good gentlemen ! what means this stir and strife ?
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… not who. Shes force, pure elemental rage Of love without remorse. MORTADELLO. The wonder of the age ! Indeed and I must see the little lady soon. ALESSANDRO. Ill send for her, trust me. To-morrows the full moon
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…der Theres many now asleep next week shall slumber sounder. [She glides over the bridge as ORLANDO, stripped, dives for the body of the LADY MAGDALENA.
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…The Giaconda was stolen from the Louvre, and my thoughts were turned for the fraction of an aeon to Lionardo when the Devil sent a young lady (from the solitudes of Mount Ushba or there- abouts) whose face and figure were identical with those of his Bacchus. My fifth Act was completely spoiled. She replaced my portfolio at the table where I sit under the blazoned sign of Leo in the most secret corner of the café ; and though I refrained (throughout) from the unthinkable cynicism and blasphemy of ordering truffles whenever she was there, the …
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…is one thing I demand. To melt your shroud of snow, my sultry sun to brand Your bosom with its fierce intent, its angry ray. MONICA. Our Lady, still they pierce Thy heart. ORLANDO. You answer nay ? MONICA. I answer yes ! ORLANDO. Then wait, my plot is hatched. I dare This hour the fearful fate. Stay hidden here ; beware Count Mortadello ! MONICA. He ? ORLANDO. He is now gone to take Deaths warrant from the Three.
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…lly waves it aside, and his page holds it for him, the handmaiden of MAGDALENA performing the same office. THE ARCHBISHOP. Now take your ladys hand, my lord, and with the oath Supreme confirm the consummation of your troth. Per Patrem, per Filium, per Spiritum Sanctum Ita conjungo vos in matrimonium ! [MORTADELLO, taking the hand of MAGDALENA, starts and pales. He snatches at it, and the corpse falls crashing forward from its chair.
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…ings of the guitars Are not so slender as she, so tremulous and trim LORENZO. Oh buxom girls for me ! Well, I prefer them slim ! [To the lady beside him.] Heres to your eyes, my dove ! [All appear startled and shocked. 2ND MASK. Take care, my lord, I hope You will not allow love to make you slight the Pope ! 1ST MASK. Then drink his Holiness, and get the business done. 2ND MASK. A pretty sort of mess you have just missed, my son ! LORENZO. Oh heres the good old Pope, long may he live and reign ! And when he dies, I hope he may rise again. [Al…
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…l procession enters. The corpse of MAGDALENA in bride-clothes, veiled in a great chair under a canopy borne by four negroes, MONICA, the LADY ABBESS, nuns and attendants. GABRIELE. Look ! where she bursts, a flower, veiled and voluptuous. Not Venus in her car by doves and sparrows drawn, Not the ethereal star that floats above the dawn, Not the seraphic swan that tempted Leda glowed So white a wonder on the lake. THE USHERS. A road ! A road ! Way for the high Princess, the bride who brings ! Make way ! MONICA. All health and happiness to all me…
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… earns the crown and harp ! ZELINA. I am a courtesan ; And this I tell you sir, that every fool of love In Venice looks to her as to Our Lady above. Would she were not thus vowed ; as Mortadellos bride She would bring poor and proud to fight on Freedoms side. ALESSANDRO. Listen ; in all good faith, I gladly grant you much. Not prone to scoff, and scathe the scutcheon with a smutch. She owes the supreme debt, a soul as pure as fair, Cobwebs no finer, jet no blacker than her hair, Gray clouds no grayer, wells no deeper than her eyes, Blue skies…
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…lord here shall guide, his wit and wisdom serve, Should Monica his bride stumble or slip or swerve. [LUCREZIA joins MONICA, kneeling. My lady here shall melt my heart, if toil and power Harden what once it felt, make snow of summer shower. I don the Ducal Cap, I grasp the Orb and Rod ; Ere pride beget mishap, lords, leave me here with God ! THE CITIZENS. Heres truth and modesty for blustering and wiles : Oh glory to the Angel of the City of the Isles ! LEGATE. Let us go forth, my friends : a higher power than ours On her affect attends, her do…
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…ine or theirs ! Purge me of will ! It was my wicked will that kept Me back so long, so long, from rousing That which slept ALESSANDRO. O Lady Monica ! can you not speak one word ? MONICA. My ears are open, yet in sooth I have not heard. ALESSANDRO. Pray for us !