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DRAMATIS PERSONAE THE OLD DOGE. THE COUNT CESARE MORTADELLO. THE THREE, the supreme secret council whose members are known only to the Doge. THE TEN, the second secret council, whose members are known only to the Doge and The Three. THE COUNT ALESSANDRO, an extravagant. THE COUNT LORENZO, his friend. THE LORD GABRIELE, a hunchback, one of The Three. THE COUNT ALONZO, one of The Ten. ORLANDO, a negro of the Tunisian Sudan, a bravo. THE LEGATE OF THE POPE. The archbishop, bishops, clergy, sbirri, gondoliers, Jew merchants, bravos, officers of sta…
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OR, THE ANGEL OF VENICE 41 MORTADELLO. Body and blood of God ! THE DOGE. Death ! THE ARCHBISHOP. Sacrilege ! GABRIELE. Close the doors ! Let none escape ! A VOICE. The doors are thronged. MORTADELLO. Swords ! Swords ! GABRIELE. Who roars So loud ? 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 ha…
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…use of fame ; it makes the fact forsworn. ALESSANDRO. Count Mortadello came for wool, well send him shorn. SCENE II. The Cabinet of THE DOGE. It is furnished as a work-room with papers, etc. But there is a throne, with five seats on either hand. THE DOGE is with a Secretary at work. An officer is on guard at the door. A knock. The officer opens and whispers with another officer who is on guard without. THE OFFICER. The Lord Gabriele begs the favour of audience Of His Highnesss most high serene magnificence. THE DOGE. Admit him. [THE OFFICER g…
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28 MORTADELLO All Venice wild with joy ; all fear blown far and high. A snowflake from the peak of your prosperity. THE DOGE. See all those angry clouds that gather round the sun. GABRIELE. And see ! they break ; he shines ! An omen ! THE DOGE. Call it one ! Is there no risk of storm before the night whose fall Is certain as the death that must envelop all ? GABRIELE. My lord, be of good cheer. Though dusk devour us soon. Remember we have made alliance with the moon THE DOGE. I am satisfied. We float, a serviceable bark. For you remains reward,…
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…r Eminence. [To the ninth.] Sir, I am glad to meet you. May our friendship lime All joys it had imagines. Farewell for the time. [To THE DOGE.] My lord, you whelm the spirit. If such mystery In my realm of the Ten, what shall I deem of the Three ? THE DOGE. My son, the keys of power are in your hand this hour. The garden is yours ; the shower is Gods ; may He grant the flower ! MORTADELLO. Father, I take my leave ; to-morrows busi- ness presses. Venice shall wake to joy-bells. THE DOGE. Make the wildernesses To blossom like the rose, my God, …
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…e groans or smiles To call me still the Angel of the City of the Isles. [They go into the church. SCENE IV. The Church of St. Mark. THE DOGE, enthroned, surrounded by ecclesiastical dignitaries as for a marriage. COUNT MORTADELLO standing on the R. of THE DOGE. Many nobles gathered. THE DOGE. The bride is late. Youre sure alls well ? GABRIELE. I stake my head. THE DOGE. I like not the allure of the aspects. Dark and red Broke forth the sun this morning. The sultry storm-cloud hangs. Heavy on Venice, scorning to flesh its lightning fangs. She…
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…es, You need not lift your veils. 2ND MASK. [In the central throne.] There are alternatives. Young man, well parley first. You love the Doges wife ? ALESSANDRO. So thats the thunderburst ! I love her as my life. I need not say that she is cold and virtuous. She scarce supposes me 2ND MASK. You need not lie to us. ALESSANDRO. Sir, I would lie to God. 1ST MASK. Quite right, quite right. The lad Means well. ALESSANDRO. I may be odd, but not devoutly bad. 2ND MASK. More than yourselfs at stake. Listen, my friend ; we know For Monicas sweet s…
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…e very Bacchic dance, A carnival where reigns the tyranny of trance. [The wine is poured. Come, to your feet, my friends, and pledge our Doge, the man Whose wisdom comprehends Gods everlasting plan, So that he duly ends what wonders He began. [All rise and raise their cups, except MORTADELLO ! ALL. Heres to the Doge, the Duke, the dog, the jolly fellow ! May Matthew, Mark, and Luke, and John bless Mortadello ! [MORTADELLO rises and bows to his host and fellow guests. MORTADELLO. Good host, and loving friends, I cannot say how much My wisdom c…
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…2 MORTADELLO MORTADELLO. [Looking out.] Thank God ! the guards are firm. Well drive These angry-buzzing bees of Venice to the hive. THE DOGE. I am surrounded by a gang of sots. MORTADELLO. The knave ! THE DOGE. Oh, Magdalena ! oh my daughter ! Did the grave That yawned for my old bones catch thy young antelope spring ? MORTADELLO. Mother of God ! to find the slave that did this thing. Ill torture first the torturers to stimulate Device and practice. ORLANDO. [Rushing from behind the altar.] Now look up and face thy fate ! It is Orlando ! Did …
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38 MORTADELLO THE DOGE. [To MORTADELLO.] Hush ! you dont know his power. MORTADELLO. I ? who can beard me thus ? The bridal 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…
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…e vermin to a board Murderer of women ! ORLANDO. Ill atone dagger with sword. Heres your false throat, you croaking frog of hell. THE DOGE. [At the door.] Help, friends ! Theres a mad murderer in the church. ORLANDO. And so it ends. [He stabs MORTADELLO, who falls, dragging the sword with him. ORLANDO flees behind the altar and escapes, as nobles, sword in hand, re-enter and pursue him. The bell ceases to toll. THE DOGE. Is Mortadello slain, slain too ? O then let me Pass with the hapless ones into Eternity ? [He falls dead upon the corpse …
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…e others. ALESSANDRO takes no part in the fight. ALESSANDRO. Ho, Governor ! bring her out to the window once again, Or you will see your Doge beneath your window slain ! [THE GOVERNOR looks out, turns sharply, and gesti- culates to MONICA, who comes to the window. MONICA. Dear friends, good citizens ! I beg of you to hear me ! ALESSANDRO. Put up your weapons ! Hark ! The Princess speaks. [The riot is stayed. MONICA. Come near me ! My voice is weak with tears that for your sake I shed ; My knees are weak with prayers I uttered for your stead. I …
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…urprise. ISSACHAR. I tell you, it 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. ALONZ…
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87 ACT V SCENE I. The Garden of the Palace of COUNT ALESSANDRO. Parties of nobles and their ladies are strolling up and down. THE DOGE and his bride are present. L. is a pavilion of stone pillars with a canopy ; on the ledges are boxes with poppies and other flowers. MORTADELLO. TILL heavy hangs the heat ; the sleepy waters swoon. October may repeat the menaces of June. ALESSANDRO. Death has a drum to beat to his eternal tune. MORTADELLO. Why, man, youre gloomy still ; the weathers cause enough. ALESSANDRO. No, highness, I am ill ; I have bee…
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…ntiment ! Well, here we are at home. And nobody has blabbed the news your fervour feared. Which of our friends are stabbed, how long the Doges beard Has grown in these three years, the jovial old rogue ! What course his galley steers, what girls are in the vogue ! Lucrezia anyhow is none the worse for wear ; For here she comes, I vow ! LORENZO. O fairest of the fair ! ALESSANDRO. Zelina on her arm. LORENZO. You craze ! Youll surely come to harm from sleeping in her rays ! Enter LUCREZIA and ZELINA. LUCREZIA. Sandro ! ZELINA. Its Sandro ! ALE…
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46 MORTADELLO ALONZO. 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 f…
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…bygones ! Though if I catch him walking One night by the canal, I may set people talking ! MATTEO. Well, whats the news ? GIUSEPPE. The Doge is drunk ? FILIPPO. Or is the 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. …
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…NZO. [To the women.] Cruel ! They dipped your hearts in Styx ! ALESSANDRO. Look here ! fair plays a jewel ; lets talk of politics. The Doge is older now than when I went to school And wiser ? Anyhow he may be still a fool. LUCREZIA. The news is that his son is dead.
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…ched. I waited. Not one word have I let fall. It was enough to allot your portions to you all. One I found faithful, one ; your devilish Doges wife, The saint and Amazon to-day that saved my life. The wind to stir your leaves, the star to crown your foam : Saint Monica receives the full support of Rome ! 2ND MASK. [Showing a parchment.] Most secret in the State, 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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… 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 and advancing upon him