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… wait the fatal word. 1ST MASK. What do you mean ? ALESSANDRO. I find your words are coffin-nails. You always bear in mind that dead men tell no tales. So when you tell me tales, and fear no murmur lives, 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 …
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…RAEL. 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 Ezekiel. SHACKABACK. Here, I say, theres matter more For business than a suit of clothes. I say, before We lend our monies out to anyone, we ought To see the peace restored. ISSACHAR. You speak my very thought. Not one doubloon of mine shall leave its quiet nest And hiding-place until these wars are laid to rest. ISRAEL. Agreed. Ill tell the Synagogue of our resolve. That will bring folk to reason. Hing…
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…not fear a stranger to love ? ORLANDO. I doubt it not. But hate is stranger too. MONICA. Who hates me ? I hate none. ORLANDO. I dare not tell you who it is : I am undone I am the bondslave of a curse. I dare not tell. MONICA. You are the slave of love. My lord, I know you well. The Doges daughter plays upon your innocence. Ay ! and the State decays, caught by her crapulence. Are you a man of faith, of loyalty and honour, To save her from the scathe intrigue hes put upon her ? [A pause. ORLANDO is torn by conflicting emotions. ORLANDO. Ill sa…
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…CKABACK. OW we shall know the truth, Heres Issachar. ISRAEL. His eyes Half starting from his head with horror and surprise. 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,…
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…tempt at a work of art ; previous lucubrations of mine having been works either of necessity or of piety : that is, or I felt obliged to tell the truth about something, or I was definitely inspired. But the Angel of Venice (I protest) is a very cunning concoction. I had been revolving certain exposition by M. Henri Davray of Verlaines skill in treating the Alexandrine ; and I couldnt let it stay there ! Hence the form. I had also been meditating on Maeter- lincks method of obtaining atmosphere ; but this went all awry. With regard to the mat…
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…w should I allure and catch capricious youth ? MORTADELLO. Well, may you win ! But how allure the wanton air To breathe upon my brow ? I tell you, I despair. Your garden has a touch of freshness, I admit. ALESSANDRO. A little but not much. MORTADELLO. But Venice is the pit. S
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… the earth. 5. After both second and fourth feet : Come, let me hold my crystal cross up to the moon ! A guess of gold were at a loss to tell its tune. 6. After the first foot : Bow down to the cross ! His love purge thee : His Passion save thee ! Christ crown the work ! Here is the blessing that he gave thee ! 7. After the first and fifth feet : No news ! No word of Mortadellos fate ! No hope. To bruise the head of the old snake, the State. No scope 8. After the first half foot and the second foot : Come, save me, save thy maiden ! Strike eac…
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OR, THE ANGEL OF VENICE 25 GIUSEPPE. Why then, wheres he been ? MARCO. Ha ! Ha ! youd never guess. EUPHEMIA. Then tell us what you mean ! MARGARITA. You great big teasing Mark ! It was Olimpias father. Whose knotted cherry-club teased you last Easter rather. MARCO. Dont. Bygones should be 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. …
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…. MAGDALENA. May grasp a throne. MORTADELLO. Nay, though the snakes unwounded, low she cringes, crawls And licks the dust. MAGDALENA. I tell you no ! her strength appals. She towers in isolation, as a spire of ice Consummate domination has o the precipice. Serene, august, untroubled, cold, her prayers are worth More than our steel, more than our gold, that bind the earth.
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…accept our paper. ISSACHAR. Thats a bar ! SHACKABACK. When youre as old as I, youll know what fools there are. Well, lets be off and tell the Synagogue at once That none may dip into our pockets for the nonce. [They move off gesticulating. SCENE II. The Cabinet of THE DOGE. A couch, on which lies the wounded MORTADELLO, convalescent. THE LORD GABRIELE stands near by, toying impatiently with his rapier. GABRIELE. Gone, like a shooting star. No trace. MORTADELLO. The omens ill. GABRIELE. Ay, ill indeed. MORTADELLO. Tis your disgrace.
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…E. Ay ! well tear down the prison ! Kill him ! ALESSANDRO. Devilish odd That truth as sharp as steel and glittering as gold, So hard to tell, receives no credit when its told. Body of Jesus, Governor ! I think you must Have earned Cassandras doom, betraying some Gods trust ! 1ST VOICE. Wheres the Princess ? 2ND VOICE. Lets see her !
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…n thisor this. LUCREZIA. Oh they are beautiful ! MONICA. Oh no ! but yet my soul Is mighty, I will have you know, to gain its goal. Nowtell me ! is it death you invokeZelinas death ? You want me to give poison, choke 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 i…
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…nd 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 saw the dog ? GABRIELE. Ay, bearded the old addlehead in Synagogue. MORTADELLO. He furnishes the loan ? GABRIELE. My lord his jaw…
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…he spirit is unwilling, Although the flesh is firm ? ALESSANDRO. Through flesh and spirit thrilling Sings the exultant pangbut does not tell me how. MONICA. Mine feels the equal fangto catch the naked Now Seems almost Fatebut I say Nay, say Nay, say Nay. I have taught myself to die rather than disobey. ALESSANDRO. You are MONICA. Dont talk of me ! Nor will I talk of you. Speak of the thing that we must dothat we must do. ALESSANDRO. Of that speak least of allI will devise a plan. Hereto his funeralso loudly struts our man. [MORTADELLO…
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82 MORTADELLO MORTADELLO. You might have ruled alone in Venice whos above you ? MONICA. A cold distasteful throneI tell you that I love you. And then I am afraid of what the Pope may say About the prank I played on you the other day. And 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. …
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…not drink ! MORTADELLO. It seems Im bound to shut my mouthbut may I think ? 1ST MASK. What do you mean ? MORTADELLO. I meanI will not tell you what. Pass round the wine. Gods teen ! Am I the Doge or not ? Heres to the Pope ; I fear all is not right at Rome. We have a legate here that he might need at home. ALESSANDRO. I take your thought. A need at Rome for more divines ! The legatewell, God speed him through the Apennines ! 1ST MASK. But here the girls at last come swaying up the stair. And how their tresses cast faint fragrance on the a…
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…ing breath to bear me far beyond heaven and hell. Come ! let me hold my crystal cross up to the moon : A guess of gold were at a loss to tell its tune. See ! I draw slowly, lustful bliss my fond regard : The high and holy emblem is a poinard ! Dipped in such slime of Afric that a spider scratch Is mortal. Crime so delicate shall make a match With Mortadello. Filthy hound ! Vile sneering goat ! Soon my bedfellow, this be found thrust through your throat ! The comedy is fierce, is long, is dangerous ; But I am free, but I am strong, am sinuous, S…
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…, you are too sharp, dear Sandro ! ZELINA. Wicked man ! ALESSANDRO. She 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…