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…To riot in our veins, the 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 …
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…NDRO. But if it should be true ? FILIPPO. It cant be true. As well You ask me to believe a Moslem miracle ! ALESSANDRO. Thanks, my good friends. You have done exactly as I hope You always will, in all the circumstances and scope Of falsehood. EUPHEMIA. Twas a jest ? ALESSANDRO. No jest ; an earnest trial Of how you would meet slander. MATTEO. Discredit and denial And vengeance topping it. ALESSANDRO. Well, Marco, heres the purse I promised. Earn the next by doingnothing worse ! MARCO. Thank you, my lord. Now, girls and my good friends, away…
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…73 3RD VOICE. If your gargoyle spout Truth, show us the Princess ! 1ST VOICE. Ay, bring her out ! ALL. Bring her out ! ALESSANDRO. Hush, friends. Thats not so mad. Come, Governor, these folk Are not so bad at heartbut they cant see a joke ! 1ST VOICE. Devil a joke ! The angel murdered in her cell ! 2ND VOICE. The martyred maiden ! 3RD VOICE. Angel of Venice ! ALESSANDRO. Ding, dong, bell ! Shut up the rattle-shop, its Mass-time ! Nowyou will ? Therehes a fine old boy ! GOVERNOR. Oh, keep the people still ! Ill bring her to the window. […
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…er 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 of MAGDALENA. MORTADELLO. […
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… 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 would not for my sake one drop of blood outpoured, One glance of anger from its scabbard drag one sword. Nay, be my friends, be true and loya…
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…agem secure. MONICA. Then how Goes the great chance ? ORLANDO. Too well for them, dear love, just now ! They have seized a few imprudent friends, they watch the rest. Our hope is, the good Abbess sends a courier pressed To Rome ; the Archbishop doubts his eyes and ears that saw And heard such sacrilege. He lies at odds with law, Hanging on the breath of Rome ; who knows what tale he has told ?
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… cursed witch is raising Venice on us, Jesus Christ ! Im the first fool in Europe. Stragglers must be sacrificed. Out swords ! Compact, friends, make a phalanx, and reform In the great square ! [All rush out but THE DOGE, who follows tottering, and MORTADELLO, who is bending over the corpse of MAGDALENA. THE DOGE. The square is swallowed up in storm. Give me my sword !
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… Rome. ALESSANDRO. All yours to sentiment ! 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. …
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…lcome my lords ! You, too, are welcome citizens ! All your attention due to hear his eminence Speak for his Holiness the Pope. LEGATE My friends, I came Charged with all strain and stress to watch a glamoured game. I watched. 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 pa…
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…to his master a lost soul. SOLDIERS. Well follow you. MONICA. Who knows the glory of my goal ? SOLDIERS. To the palace ! MONICA. No, my friends, obey your orders still. It is the prison that ends my passage. All my will
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…t 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. GABRIELE. The hope that fed that lamp is spent. On o…
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…THE MASKS only simulate. ALESSANDRO. And thus the banquet ends. MORTADELLO. The god is in the shrine. ALESSANDRO. Prepare yourselves, my friends, no mercy on the wine ! Ho there ! [Attendants appear, bringing great vases of silver. MORTADELLO. What flagons ! ALESSANDRO. Ay, Cellinis masterpiece. 1ST MASK. And these ? ALESSANDRO. Dug recently from an old grave in Greece. But thats the shell ; the truth lies darkling in the deep.
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…e ? Then try these folk, and see. MARCO. My lord, I will deserve the purse you promised me. [MARCO advances to the crowd. Good-day, good friends ! God bless all here ! Have heard the news ? Twill set the city by the ears. You cant refuse Assent : I saw myself the Doges doctors barge Outside the gates. GIUSEPPE. Whose gates ? MARCO. [Pointing off R., to canal.] Why there she goes, as large As life, and twice as natural !
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…r ! Duke, I beg to speak with you. I would take counsel with you how to quell this brew Of witches storm. Mount hither, I beseech you ! Friends, God will instruct us yet how all 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 m…
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…your throat. I will be gone. Tis here ! Tis here ! [She disappears. MORTADELLO. God ! God ! Im poisoned. Stop the fiend ! Arrest her, friends ! All my wealth for a leech ! So Mortadello ends ! No ! Jesus ! up and out ! By God ! Ill kill her first, Though all my blood is boiling and my bowels burst ! Give me my sword ! If I must go to hell, I swear
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…nd thenmy smile might fall too sudden to a sob. I dont care that [she makes a gesture of contempt] for all the favour of the mob. Your friends have real power ; mines but the power of storm. Its over in an hour ; your sun is always warm. MORTADELLO. If it were so, I think you would not be so frank. MONICA. Yes, but I shall not sink ; you make a perfect plank. This hour is mine ; and this shall breed me many more. Your Charon-fees a kissand I shall come to shore. MORTADELLO. I would as soon espouse a trull upon the quays. MONICA. My beauty…
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…ur 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 ! [They throw ALONZO over the parapet. 2ND RUFFIAN. Come On ! well serve the rest of them the same. 1ST RUFFIAN. Come on ! Well find our angel or avenge her. [They rush on, shouting. ISRAEL. Lord ! Hes gone. No theres a gondolier to fish him dripping out Just like a porpoise, all his fine clothes spoilt, no doubt Ill tell E…
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…TIZENS. 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 dominance endowers. See, in her face tis Christ himself that weeps and smiles !
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…e window, and drawing MONICA to him, kisses her upturned face. The people hesitate in astonishment ; some rise ; they murmur confusedly. Friends, I was vowed to Christ. You know, His faithful, know All that He sacrificed to save the world from woe : Thus this last burden He hath laid on me to bear To bring you libertythe answer to my prayer. In ignorance I asked the crown of martyrdom ; My soul serenely basked in that suns holy home. How finer far the work now given me to do, My service not to shirk, a service all for you ! It were an easy as…
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…eyes still serve me as they ought ? My sworn foe, vowed to stab meso the fine farce ends. Aw, well I know you now ; so kiss me, best of friends ! [To the seventh.] My intimate ! Have we not played as boys together.