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…LANDO. And whither ? MONICA. To my house. Here ! take my ring. I go to concentrate my power. My sworn allies must know. I join you in an hour. I will make time to-night, though death lurked in the curtain. An hour for our delight, make one dream sure and certain ! Though all else fail, one hour shall spell supreme success, The bee drink of the flower, strength link with loveliness. ORLANDO. Torrents of ravening blood poured from the desolate steeps, Tumultuous fever of flood from the mountain that sweeps I would drain for this inaccessible thin…
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…t, through blame : she hates the pride Of Mortadello, fans our flame, and swells our tide. Really, their hold upon the State slips every hour. Keep but the hounds at bay MONICA. Wait, waitthe key to power. Are we safe now ? ORLANDO. I hope so. MONICA. Then come hither and take Your right, most masterful of men. ORLANDO. I thirst to slake My beings torment at your breast. MONICA. If earth be all, I have all heaven in the rest to be your thrall. If earth be naught, what heaven may give who knows or cares ? I only ask an hour to livein these …
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…ring. 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 fierce and sharp ? Nay ! shuddereth the angelic prick-song on her harp. No tigress roams the forest, preys upon mankind : No ocean foams with fury, slays, frenzied and blind
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…akes 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 can arouse no kinder thoughts than these ? Ah, but, my lord, you must fo…
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…ee ! theres no dirt or venom on the dagger-blade ; A simple hurt five days will cure. Be not afraid. MORTADELLO. Begone then. Nows the hour when Morta- dello strikes. To the summit of his power, whose high-pooped galleon rides An inviolable tower on the torment of the tides ! Come ! I have plucked the teeth from Fates black mouth, the crone !
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…the vanguard and Pêches Richeliseu on the rearguard, as is only too evident from nearly the whole of the Second Act. And then in an evil hour, inauspicious in heaven, I took to the Salade Parisienne at the Rat Mort. I have had the strength of mind to destroy the corresponding manuscript.
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…irit. 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, in whom I trust. MORTADELLO. Trust me to strike, my father. THE DOGE. Son, we are but dust [They greet solemnly, and MORTADELLO departs by the secret entry. Is it vaingl…
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…o term, The Doge content, the Church 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. MAG…
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…the assassin breath ! LUCREZIA. I ask revengenay, justicewhen you come to power. MONICA. So be it, I swear by Christ, Amen ! Await the hour. LUCREZIA. Can you do nothing now ? I ache with impotence. MONICA. Where is she ? LUCREZIA. Know you not ? MONICA. For the sake of God ! LUCREZIA. Offence Alike to Heaven and Earth, she is now the universe To Mortadello ! MONICA. Ha ! LUCREZIA. Vow changed for vow ! MONICA. My curse. Changed for your curse ! Disdain swells every nerve and vein. Oh ! we shall laugh again when she lies stark. LUCREZIA. My b…
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… And soak my sultry bones in water to the chin. And here Im tied by the leg ! Where have you been to-day ? ALESSANDRO. I wasted half an hour, I am ashamed to say, With an astrologerwho by his art infers A most unlucky day for the prison governors ! GOVERNOR. Oh God, yes ! Hear that noise ? ALESSANDRO. No. What ? that murmuring ? GOVERNOR. Thats a crowd somewhere. ALESSANDRO. Yes ? GOVERNOR. Therell be more rioting. I wonder what about. ALESSANDRO. I really cant conceive Why, in this weather, too, folks arent content to leave Things quiet.…
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… 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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…Admit him. [THE OFFICER goes out to obey. Finish the draft as I said. Note down our new intents In the matter of Turin ; rejoin me in an hour. THE SECRETARY. I humbly take my leave, my lord. [THE DOGE goes to the window. THE DOGE. The heavens lower Surly and sultry still, black fiends of cloud that threat And dare not break. [He turns, GABRIELE has entered. Well, 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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OR, THE ANGEL OF VENICE 83 MONICA. Yet in an hour we must change rings ! MORTADELLO. To be betrothed ! O let me die ! MONICA. Why yes ! and leave me to my hope By virtueand addressto pacify the Pope. MORTADELLO. All I have played for, all my life long, lost ! MONICA. No, won ! Theres naught beyond recall, no deed to be undone. Take Venice, take the throne, take favour and success All yours and yours alonein married happiness ! A price to pay that most would call a prize to pluck ! MORTADELLO. Oh, I am like to boast of such a piece of luck !…
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…s off her reserved and modest manner, and behaves as a shame- less and alluring wanton. MORTADELLO. And so we meet at last ! MONICA. The hour I waited for ! MORTADELLO. Its omen overcast with crimson clouds of war ! MONICA. Ah ! thats for Venice folk, good sentimental fools ! We know that lifes a joke. MORTADELLO. You play with plaguy tools ! I know you, who you arewanton and murderess. MONICA. Oh, if you knew how far the truth was from your guess ! MORTADELLO. Assassin, hypocriteyour sham stigmata bleed ! MONICA. O man of little wit, O bat…
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…he window. GOVERNOR. My witty Sandro ! Whats the time o day with you ? ALESSANDRO. Past prick o noon, I fear. And you ? GOVERNOR. The hour of dew. I never felt such heat. ALESSANDRO. A devilish hot day. Well, thank the Lord, the beach is not so far away. Come 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 t…
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…never injured him. ORLANDO. A womans hate inspires innocent Seraphim with infamous desires ! MONICA. God pardon Magdalene ! ORLANDO. No hour for grace, alas ! [Aside.] For all the grace I mean shall be the coup de grace ! [He goes off over the bridge. The nuns kneel at MONICAS feet, and clasp her knees. MONICA. Sisters, you heard me. Rise. Home is no more a home. The goal of saintship lies through gates of martyrdom. There are virtues hard as stone ; with such the pit is paved. There are vices that atoneif Venice may be saved ! Go, pray for …
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…his men without, and the strictness of his ward. [THE TEN range themselves. THE DOGE sits. Lords, I have summoned you at this auspicious hour. Hopes consummation, triumph of policy and power. You are nameless hitherto ; to-day I may name one, Your foremost councillor, to-morrow is my son ; And my successor soon, when I lay down the task. Count Mortadello, I command you to unmask ! MORTADELLO. [Throwing back his hood.] Ay, it is I whose thunders break, and worlds obey.
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…r seal on whom we boast our best, When in the sacred bonds of Hymen he is wed To her we boast our fairest. Tyranny is dead In this great hour. For memy day of force is done ; My mission is achieved, my latest course is run. I have striven to save the State ; the State is saved to-day : Now I devote my life to what it cravedto pray ! Good Mother Abbess, lend your arm, my past is furled.
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…ns toward the bridge for a few steps, then stops. She said no less, she looked no less, she swore. No less, with equal stress, to him an hour before. O had she said one word I tricked the Count, may be My dotage might have heard, love leaned to loyalty. I know myself a fool, a thing of dross and dust, A cunning harlots tool, slave of a vixens lust. And yether slave. Begone ! this midnights sea of flame Shall stretch my soul upon its crucifix of shame. [Reaching the bridge, he is met by MONICA, who, followed by two Sisters of Mercy moves …