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…ouve got it in you To the hilt this time ! [The crowd surges on the bridge. ALESSANDRO. Why, whatevers wrong ? 1ST VOICE. My lord, The Princess murdered ! ALESSANDRO. Stuff ! 2ND VOICE. Its true ; its cried abroad. ALESSANDRO. So for a pedlars wares ! Do you believe him ? Ass ! 1ST VOICE. No, on my soul its true ! I swear it by the Mass. ALESSANDRO. How do you know for sure ? Im Thomas, want to see The prints o the nails, the wound i the side ! 2ND VOICE. Its true, trust me ! 3RD VOICE. And if its true, by God, theres not a man that…
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…ke the new aqueduct ! [THE GOVERNOR appears at the window. GOVERNOR. Ah, Sandro ! what is this ? I did not hear you call. I was with the Princess, conversing in the hall. ALESSANDRO. There ! you hear that ? GOVERNOR. Whats wrong ? ALESSANDRO. These people think shes dead. GOVERNOR. Shes just as well as you or I ! 2ND VOICE. Whys he so red ? 4TH VOICE. Is it a man or a lobster ? ALESSANDRO. Hold your tongue, you ass ! 2ND VOICE. Hes lying. 1ST VOICE. Yes, he talks too bold. 3RD VOICE. And false as brass ! ALESSANDRO. Theyre just a pack of …
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… 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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… is fierce. Theres nothing to be done. Theres hundred lies about ; I dont trust anyone. Some say the Doge is dead ; some say its the Princess ; I cant see anyone ; theres hundred lies, no less. Look, heres the nice young Count Alonzo. SHACKABACK. Good, my sons. I will ask him myself : I lent him money once. Enter ALONZO. Good-day, my dear good lord. I pray you, whats the news ? ALONZO. Why, nothing that can touch the pockets of the Jews. SHACKABACK. Oh dear, oh dear, you do not understand our ways. ALONZO. No, that I dont. SHACKABACK. …
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… Do up your hair. Give me one kiss. Oh loveliness ! [A knock. Come in ! Come in ! I have waited long. Enter ORLANDO. LUCREZIA. Farewell, Princess ! MONICA. Farewelland see the guard is strong. [Exit LUCREZIA. ORLANDO. The bloodhounds press Hard on my heels. MONICA. Are we safe here ? ORLANDO. They cannot find The secret passage ; have no fear. MONICA. Oh, love is blind. Did you do wisely ? ORLANDO. Stratagem secure. MONICA. Then how Goes the great chance ? ORLANDO. Too well for them, dear love, just now ! They have seized a few imprudent frien…
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… to the fish. MONICA, And Ive got a stratagem to win the wench her wish. ALESSANDRO. You jest ? MONICA. Not I ! MORTADELLO. Indeed, the Princess never smiles. MONICA. You wrong yourself. I need the City of the Isles.
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…. Oh, well, the Doge is dead. To-morrow they proclaim. Succeeding in his stead Count Mortadellos name. SHACKABACK. And wheres the good Princess ? ALONZO. With murder on her head And riot and revoltits natural she fled ! SHACKABACK. Theyve put her at a pre ? ALONZO. Why, no ! and thats amazing. ISSACHAR. Here comes the crowd ; my God, is everybody crazing ? A VOICE. [Without.] There goes a noble, there. Catch him and question him ! SHACKABACK. Thats you they mean. ALONZO. They dare ? SHACKABACK. Theyll tear you limb from limb. Go quickly…
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…e Pope ill ? MATTEO. He has just heard the Turks have sacked Con- stantinople. MARCO. No, but an idol breaks, a temple is defiled : Your Princess Monica is found to be with child. GIUSEPPE. Hum ! MATTEO. Its a dirty lie. FILIPPO. A dirty lie ! EUPHEMIA. You hog ! MARGARITA. You filthy beast. GIUSEPPE. Its false, I make no doubt, the dog ! I suppose you are the father. MARCO. O ! no one knows who he is, But she. FILIPPO. You sayt again ! NINA. A saint as sweet as she is ! Lets tear the lying tongue from him ! GIUSEPPE. To the canal ! And coo…
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…promised. Earn the next by doingnothing worse ! MARCO. Thank you, my lord. Now, girls and my good friends, away And drink the health of Princess Monica ! I pay. [The crowd go off, cheering and comforting MARCO. ALESSANDRO. There is our strength, Lucrece, the folks blind faith in her. LUCREZIA. So may all end in peace !
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… the Three have stood apart, Ruling the pulse and rate of all the civic heart. For them I speak : they vow to place the Ducal Cap On the Princesss brow, the sceptre in her lap.
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…he height of Fate ! GABRIELE. Halt there ! ORLANDO. Who calls ? GABRIELE. Allow The warrant of the Three ! I have a word to speak To the Princess. MONICA. To me ? My lord, I am too weak To move against your will. I only ask to 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 ev…
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… stench. But deathnot death ! Ha ! Ha ! Ha ! ORLANDO. I am a dead man. GABRIELE. He saith it ! Now to achieve the pinnacle of my plan ! Princess, I arrest 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…
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…. MORTADELLO. Why, this is treason ! GABRIELE. That or Fate. MORTADELLO. Knave or buffoon, Ill tan his hide. Dye think he lends to the Princess ? GABRIELE. How can I say ? She has good friends. MORTADELLO. Mine are no less. Wheres the assassin ? GABRIELE. The black dogI cannot find him. Or Satan or the Synagogue must be behind him. Well, we must find. MORTADELLO. If we might dare to cry a price GABRIELE. The powder magazine would flareand not flare twice. Our safety is the doubt we spread of our intent. MORTADELLO. Proclaim her whore. GA…
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…l the turmoil ends. Wait here, and pray for me, that wisdom may inform My helmsman to ride through the centre of the storm ! MORTADELLO. 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. MONI…
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…t him rise and shake his mane, Open his mouth and roar ! ALESSANDRO. Well, off with you, explain To the Committee ! Say we fear that the Princess Is murdered in her cell. Send forty men express To cry the news aloud by street and by canal. LORENZO. Well hold upon the quays a merry Carnival. ALESSANDRO. So, as crowds gather, urge them here. LORENZO. The galleys lie Menacing. ALESSANDRO. Have no fear ; their powders none so dry. Had Mortadello dared, we had all been dead by now. But, as it is, the pigs may live to suck the sow. LORENZO. Im off…
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…, A quiverso I have seen a stag heart-striken die. MORTADELLO. Well, we must let no effort flag. GABRIELE. My energy Is all to find the Princess. Hid, who knows what spear She may fling suddenly ? MORTADELLO. God forbid ! GABRIELE. Suppose she appear Whence who can tell, with what allies God only knows, The mob, the merchants MORTADELLO. Pah ! GABRIELE. My spies lean to suppose A third of us, by greed sharp spurred, would take the chance To treble their estates. A third could make us dance To a brick tune. MORTADELLO. The Jewsyou said ? You…
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… sir, and is the battle set ? GABRIELE. Alls won, my lord. Fate turns your humble ministress. The Countess Magdalene is lodged with the Princess.
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… glory, graft the circle to the square, Do all in harmony, in majesty be all, And in humility endure what may befall. For you, most high Princess, yet a third loads to bear. The state that loves its lord is hungry for his heir. Ay, to this end, indeed, was marriage first ordained, And to this end to-day is by the Church sustained. Even as the Church to Christ (Beneath reflects Above !) You owe your lord respect, obedience, and love. [To MORTADELLO.] As Christ delights in Her for whom He gave His life, So cherish and defend and pleasure in your…
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…. I thank your kindly aid. [He goes off, R. ALL. Farewell ! Well follow Mortadello blind to heaven or hell. And heres good luck to the Princess, by sword and spur ! Our guardian angel in distressall health to her ! [They follow MORTADELLO, cheering. MONICA. It was well done. He sees what menace lies beneath The smiles that run like sunlight on my shining teeth ! ALESSANDRO. The hour draws near. The tigress springs ; I feel her breath Black hour of fear, whose leaden wings beat, beat like death. MONICA. Ah ! is my breath so hot and quick and …
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…ome off with me and bathe. GOVERNOR. My God, you must be mad. I cant leave. If you knew the trouble I have had ! ALESSANDRO. What ! the Princess has tantrums ? GOVERNOR. No ; beyond belief Far worse. The trouble is that every rogue and thief Hearing she is here, goes down and slobbers on the stones, Kisses the turnkey, deaves the captain with his groans, Wants to repent and live a holy life henceforth, Prays and sings hymns to avert Gods overwhelming wrath, Compares himself, dear God, to the thief upon the cross, Pities his gaolers, doomed to…