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1912 · PDF PAGE 52

Mortadello

…ows if you would be descryven from a star ? [Some applaud, others resent, the interruption. The dissension grows gradually to a brawl. A VOICE. Upstart ! 2ND VOICE. He’s right. 3RD VOICE. A quirk ! 4TH VOICE. These dandies are our shame ! 1ST VOICE. Down with proud lords that irk us. 3RD VOICE. What’s the fellow’s name ? 5TH VOICE. No brawling ! 6TH VOICE. Dare you push me ? 7TH VOICE. By our Lady ! 8TH VOICE. There ! There ! 9TH VOICE. Good wine needs no bush. 10TH VOICE. The boaster ! 7TH VOICE. Have a care ! 6TH VOICE. Take that ! MONICA ent…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 88

Mortadello

…ere ! you hear that ? GOVERNOR. What’s wrong ? ALESSANDRO. These people think she’s dead. GOVERNOR. She’s just as well as you or I ! 2ND VOICE. Why’s he so red ? 4TH VOICE. Is it a man or a lobster ? ALESSANDRO. Hold your tongue, you ass ! 2ND VOICE. He’s lying. 1ST VOICE. Yes, he talks too bold. 3RD VOICE. And false as brass ! ALESSANDRO. They’re just a pack of mules. 1ST VOICE. We’ll have the truth, by God ! 2ND VOICE. Ay ! we’ll tear down the prison ! Kill him ! ALESSANDRO. Devilish odd That truth as sharp as steel and glittering as gold, So…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 87

Mortadello

…. Well, my friend, you’ve got it in you To the hilt this time ! [The crowd surges on the bridge. ALESSANDRO. Why, whatever’s wrong ? 1ST VOICE. My lord, The Princess murdered ! ALESSANDRO. Stuff ! 2ND VOICE. It’s true ; it’s cried abroad. ALESSANDRO. So for a pedlar’s wares ! Do you believe him ? Ass ! 1ST VOICE. No, on my soul it’s true ! I swear it by the Mass. ALESSANDRO. How do you know for sure ? I’m Thomas, want to see The prints o’ the nails, the wound i’ the side ! 2ND VOICE. It’s true, trust me ! 3RD VOICE. And if it’s true, by God, th…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 89

Mortadello

OR, THE ANGEL OF VENICE 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. That’s not so mad. Come, Governor, these folk Are not so bad at heart—but they can’t 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, it’s Mass-time ! Now—you will ? There—he’s a fine old boy ! GOVERNOR. Oh, keep the people still ! I’ll br…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 59

Mortadello

…ICE 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. All’s gone dark. THE DOGE. Gone dark ! MORTADELLO. Gone dark ! GABRIELE. Crackles and fumes ; they have Greek bombs. MORT…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 64

Mortadello

…BACK. They’ve put her at a pre ? ALONZO. Why, no ! and that’s 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. That’s you they mean. ALONZO. They dare ? SHACKABACK. They’ll tear you limb from limb. Go quickly. ALONZO. No. You dogs, what do you want with me ? The crowd enter. A RUFFIAN. Where is the murdered Monica ? ALONZO. And what has she To do with such a rabble ? Clear the bridge. Begone ! 2ND RUFFIAN. Where is the Angel of Venice…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 27

Mortadello

OR, THE ANGEL OF VENICE 9 She has heaven’s voice whose silence drowns earth’s crazy cries— MORTADELLO. You are nervous, sweetheart, MAGDALENA. When she frowns, my spirit dies. MORTADELLO. Then, before God, I swear it, she shall drink of steel ! I go now to give order. Be at peace. MAGDALENA. I will. And so good night. My hand is yours to bend and kiss. Let its blood pulse what breast allures to burning bliss. I would—I would—I know not what I would. But you Divine it. MORTADELLO. Ah ! MAGDALENA. The night is hot, no wind beats through The hushe…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 33

Mortadello

…s. Come, sweet, and bathe me in. Her blood. Come splash me head to feet with scarlet sin ! [She kneels and clasps her hands, raising her voice as the gondola approaches. Dear Christ, preserve me from the lusts of evil men, Or let my martyrdom avail to save them then ! Be pleased to pardon her whose doom unfolds, a scroll All scribbled sinister, do thou receive her soul Whose body must endure what for myself she craved. A dark deed and impure—but Venice must be saved ! [ORLANDO lands from the gondola. Oh ! is it you so soon ? ORLANDO. I thought …

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1912 · PDF PAGE 94

Mortadello

…! 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 loyal to your Duke ! If he have injured you, it is to God you look For justice. As for me, if insult I have borne, False accusation heard, been put to shame and sco…

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