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Give it way;

Have judged it fitting, with all reverence,

Now to solicit from your wisdom (which
Upon reflection must accord in this),


My lord, if I intrudem The resignation of the ducal ring

Perhaps you fain would be alone ? Which you have worn so long and venerably: Doge.

Alone! And, to prove that iney are not ungrateful nor Alone, come all the world around me, I Cold to your years and services, they add

Am now and evermore. But we will bear it. An appanage of twenty hundred golden

Mar. We will, and for the sake of those who are, Ducats, to make retirement not less splendid Endeavour--Oh

my husband! Than should become a sovereign's retreat.

Doge. Doge. Did I hear rightly?

I cannot comfort thee. Chief of the Ten. Need I say again? Mar.

He might have lived-
Dege. No. Have you done?

So form'd for gentle privacy of life,
Chief of the Ten. I have spoken. Twenty-four So loving, so beloved; the native of
Hours are accorded you to give an answer. Another land, and who so blest and blessing
Doge. I shall not need so many seconds.

As my poor Foscari ? Nothing was wanting
Chief of the Ten.


Unto his happiness and mine save not Will now relire.

To be Venetian.
Doge. Stay! Four-and-twenty hours Doge. Or a prince's son.
Will alter nothing which I have to say.

Mur. Yes; all things which conduce to other men's Chief of the Ten. Speak!

Imperfect happiness or high ambition, Doge.

When I twice before reiterated by some strange desliny, to him proved deadly. My wish to abdicate, it was refused me:

The country and the people whom he loved, And not alone refused, but ye exacted

The prince of whom he was the elder-korn, An oath from me that I would never more

AndRenew this instance. I have sworn to die

Doye. Soon may be a prince no longer. In full exertion of the functions which


How ? My country callid me here to exercise,

Doge. They hav- taken my son from me, and now According to my honour and my conscience At my too long woi a diadem and ring. [aim I cannot break my oath.

Let them resume the gewgaws! Chief of the Ten. Reduce us not


Oh the tyrants ! To the alternative of a decree,

In such an hour too ! Instead of your compliance.


'T is the fittest time; Dage. Providence

An hour ago I should have felt it.

Mar. Prolongs my days, to prove and chasten me;

And But ye have no right to reproach my length

Will you nol now resent it?-Oh for vengeance! Of days, since every hour has been the country's.

But he, who, had he been enough protected, I am ready to lay down my life for her,

Might have repaid protection in this moment, As I have laid down dearer things than life:

Cannol assist his father. Bul for my dignity-I hold it of


Nor should do so The whole republic; when the general will

Against his country, had he a thousand lives is manifest, then you shall all be answerd.

Insteat of that
Chief of the Ten. We grieve for such an answer; May be pure patriotism. I am a woman:


They tortured from him. This Avail you aught.

(but it cannot Doge. I can submit to all things,

To me my husband and my children were But nothing will advance: no, not a moment!

Country and home. I loved him-how I loved him! What you decree-decree.

I have seen him pass through such an ordeal as Chief of the Ten. With this, then, must we

The old martyrs would have shrunk from : he is Return to those who sent us?

gone, Doge.

You have heard me.

And I, who would have given my blood for him, Chief ofthe Ten. With all due reverence we retire. Have nought to give but tears! But could I compass [Exeunt the Deputation, etc. The retribution of his wrongs !-Well, well;

I have sons, who shall be men.
Enler an Allendani.


Your grief distracts you.

Mar. I thought I could have borne it, when I saw Alt.

My lord,

him The noble dame Marina craves an audience. Bow'd down by such oppression; yes, I thought Doge. My lime is hers.

That I would rather look upon his corse


If it be so,

Than his prolong'd captivity :-I am punish'd Even their exorbitance of power: and when
For that thought now. Would I were in his grave! This happens in the most contemn’d and abject
Doge. I must look on him once more.

States, slung humanity will rise to check it.

Come with me! Lor. You talk but idly. Doge. Is he-


That remains for proof, Mar.

Our bridal bed is now his bier. Here come our colleagues.
Doge. And he is in his shroud!
Come, come, old man!

Enter the Deputation as before.
[Exeunt the Doce and Marina.

Chief of the Ten. Is the Duke aware Enter BARBARIGO and LOREDANO. We seek his presence ?


He shall he inform’d. Bar.(lo an Allendant.) Where is the Doge ?

[Erit Attendant. Alt.

This instant retired hence Bar. The Duke is with his son. With the illustrious lady his son's widow.

Chief of the Ten. Lor. Where?

We will remit him till the rites are over. Alt. To the chamber where the body lies. Let us return. 'Tis time enough to-morrow. Bar. Let us return, then.

Lor. (aside to Bar.) Now the rich man's hell-fire Lor. You forget, you cannot.

upon your tongue, We have the implicit order of the Giunta

Unquench’d, unquenchable! I'll have it torn To await their coming here, and join them in From its vile babbling roots, till you shall utter Their office: they'll be here soon after us.

Nothing but sobs through blood, for this! Sage Bar. And will they press their answer on the Doge?

signors, Lor. 'T was his own wish that all should be done I pray ye be not hasty. [Aloud to the others. promptly.


But be human!
He answer'd quickly, and must so be answerd; Lor. See, the Duke comes !
His dignity is look'd to, his estate
Cared for—what would he more ?

Enler The Doge.

Die in his rubes.
He could not have lived long; but I have done Doge.

I have obey'd your summons. My best to save his honours, and opposed

Chief of the Ten. We come once more to urge our This proposition to the last, though vainly.

Doge. And I to answer.

(past request. Why would the general vote conipel me hither? Chief of the Ten. What ? Lor. ’T was fit that some one of such different Doge.

My only answer: thoughts

You have heard it. Fronı ours should be a witness, lest false tongues Chief of the Ten. Hear you then the last decree, Should whisper that a harsh majority

Definitive and absolute! Dreaded to have its acts beheld by others.


To the pointBar. And notless, I must needs think, for the sake To the point! I know of old the forms of office, Of humbling me for my vain opposition.

And gentle preludes lo strong acts-Go on! You are ingenious, Loredano, in

Chief of the Ten. You are no longer Doge; you Your modes of vengeance, nay, poetical,

From your imperial oath as sovereign ; [are released A very Ovid in the art of haling;

Your ducal robes must be put off; but for 'Tis thus (although a secondary object,

Your services, the state allots the appanage Yet hate has microscopic eyes), to you

Already mention’d in our former congress. lowe, by way of foil to the more zealous,

Three days are left you to remove from hence, This undesired association in

Onder the penalty to see confiscaled
Your Giunta's duties.

All your own privale fortune.
How!-my Giunta!


That last clause, Bar.

Yours! I am proud to say, would not enrich the treasury. They speak your language, watch your nod, approve Chief of the Ten. Your answer, Duke! Your plans, and do your work. Are they not


Your, answer, Francis Foscari! yours?

Doge. If I could have foreseen that my old age Lor. You lalk unwarily. ’T were best they hear not Was prejudicial to the state, the chief This from you.

Of the republic never would have shown Bar. Oh! they'll hear as much one day Himself so far ungrateful, as to place From louder tongues than mine; they have gone His own high diguity before his country; beyond

But this life having been so many years

Not useless to that country, I would fain

We are going; do you fear that we shall bear Hare consecrated my last moments to her.

The palace with us? Its old walls, ten times But the decree being rendered, I obey.(1)

As old as I am, and I'm very old, Chief of the Ten. If you would have the three Have served you, so have I, and I and they days named extended,

Could tell a tale; but I invoke them not We willingly will lengthen them to eight,

To fall upon you! else they would, as erst
As sign of our esteem.

The pillars of stone Dagon's temple on
Not eight hours, signor!

The Israelite and his Philistine fces.
Nor even eight minutes—There's the ducal ring, Such power I do believe there might exist

(Taking off his ring and cap. In such a curse as mine, provoked by such And there the ducal diadem. And so


you; but I curse not. Adieu, good signors ! The Adriatic's free to wed another.

May the next duke be better than the present. Chief of the Ten. Yet go not forth so quickly. Lor. The present duke is Paschal Malipiero Doge.

I am old, sir, Doge. Not till I pass the threshold of these doors. And, even to move but slowly, must begin

Lor. Saint Mark's great bell is soon about to toll To move belimes. Methinks I see amongst you

For his inauguration. A face I know nol-Senator! your name,


Earth and heaven! You, by your garb, Chief of the Forly!

Ye will reverberate this peal; and I Vem.


Live to hear this !- the first doge who e'er heard Tam the son of Marco Memmo.

Such sound for his successor. Happier he, Doge.


My allainted predecessor, stern Faliero-
Your father was my friend.—But sons and fa- This insult at the least was spared him.
What, ho! my servants there!
thers! Lor.

What! Allen.

My prince!

Do you regret a traitor?

No priņce-

No-1 merely
There are the princes of the prince! (Pointing to Envy the dead.
the Deputation.}-Prepare

Chief of the Ten. My lord, if you indeed To part from hence upon the instant.

Are benl upon this rash abandonment Chief of the Ten.


Of the state's palace, at the least retire So rashly? 't will give scandal.

By the private staircase, which conducts you towards Doge.

Answer that; (To the Ten. The landing-place of the canal. It is your province.—Sirs, bestir yourselves :


No. 1 (To the Servants. Will now descend the stairs by which I mounted There is one burthen which I beg you bear

To sovereignty—the Giants' Stairs, on whose
With care, although 't is past all farther harm- Broad eminence I was invested duke.
But I will look to that myself.

My services have call'd me up those steps,

He means

The malice of my foes will drive me down them. The body of his son.

There five-and-thirty years ago was I
And call Marina,

Install’d, and traversed these same halls, from which Ny daughter:

I never thought to be divorced except

A corse--a corse, it might be, fighting for themBnter MARINA.

But no: push'd hence by fellow-citizens.

But come! my son and I will go togetherDoge.

Get thee ready; we must mourn He to his grave, and I to pray for mine. (2)

Chief of the Ten. What! thus in public?
And every where.


I was publicly Doge.

True; but in freedom, Elected, and so will I be deposed.
Without these jealous spies upon the great. Marina! art thou willing?
Signors, you may depart: what would you more ? Mar.

Here's my arm!


1) In the MS.

“ The act is pass'd-I will obey il.-" E. 9 "And now he goes. It is the hour and past.

I have no business here.'--But will thou not
Avoid the gazing crowd? That way is private.'
"No! as I enter'd, so will I retire.'
And leaning on his slast, he left the house,
His residence for five-and-thirty years,

By the same stairs up which he came in stale;
Those where the giants stand, guarding the ascent,
Monstrous, lerrific. Al the foot he slopp'd,
And, on bis stall still leaning, turn'd and said,
By mine own merils did I come. I go,
Vriven by the malice of mine chemics.'
Then to his boat withdrew, poor as he came,
Amid the sighs of them that dared not speak.”


Doje. And here m; staff: thus propp'd will I go Doge. No; my seat here has been a throne till now. forth.

Marina ! let us go. Chief of the Ten. It must not be the people will Mar.

Most readily. perceive it.

Doge (walks a few steps, then stops). I feel Doge. The people!—There's no people, you well

athirst-will no one bring me here know it,

A cup of water ? Else you dare not deal thus by them or me.


I-There is a populace, perhaps, whose looks


And I May shame you; but they dare not groan nor curse


And I-Save with their hearts and eyes.


[The Doge takes a goblet from the hand of Chief of the Ten. You speak in passion, LOREDANO. Else

Doge. I take yours, Loredano, from the hand Doge. You have reason. I have spoken much Most fit for such an hour as this. (1) More than my wont: it is a foible which


Why so? Was not of mine, but more excuses you,

Doge. ’T is said that our Venetian crystal has Inasmuch as it shows that I approach

Such pure antipathy lo poisons as
A dotage which may justify this deed

To burst, if aught of venom louches it.
Of yours, although the law does not, nor will. You bore this goblet, and it is not broken.
Farewell, sirs !

Lor. Well, sir!
Bar. You shall not depart without

Doge. Then it is false, or you are true. An escort fitting past and present rank.

For my own part, I credit neither; 't is We will accompany, with due respect,

An idle legend. The Doge unto his private palace. Say!

Mar. You talk wildly, and My brethren, will we not ?

Had better now be seated, nor as yet Different voices. Ay!-Ay!

Depart. Ah! now you look as look'd my husband! Doge.

You shall not Bur. He sinks !-support bim !-quick-a chairStir-in my train, at least. I enter'd here

support him! As sovereign-I go out as citizen

Doge. The bell tolls on!-let's hence-my brain's By the same portals, but as citizen.

on fire! All these vain ceremonies are base insults,

Bar. I do beseech you, lean upon us! Which only ulcerate the heart the more,


No! Applying poisons there as antidotes.

A sovereign should die standing. My poor boy! Pomp is for princes-I am none !—Thal's false, Off with your arms !—That bell! Tam, but only to these gates.--Ah!

(The Doge drops down and dies. (2) Lor.


My God! My God! [The great bell of St. Mark's tolle. Bar. (to Lor.) Behold! your work's completed! Bar. The bell!

Chief of the Ten.

Is there iben Chief of the Ten. St. Mark's, which tolls for the No aid ? Call in assistance ! Of Malipiero.

[election Alt.

'Tis all over. Doge. Well I recognise

Chief of the Ten. If it be so, at least his obsequies The sound! I heard it once, but once before,

Shall be such as befils his name and nation, And that is five-and-thirly ycars ago;

His rank and his devotion to the duties Even then I was not young.

Of the realm, while his age permiiled him Bar.

Sit down, my lord! To do himself and them full justice. Brethren, You tremble.

Say, shall it not be so ? Doge. 'Tis the knell of my poor boy!


He has not had
My heart aches bitterly.

The misery to die a subject where
I pray you sii.

He reign'd: then let his funeral rites be princely.(3)

(3) By a decrce of the Council, the trappings of supreme power “I lake yours, Loredano-'l is the draught

(1) In the MS.

of which the Doge had divested himself while living, were reMost filling such an hour as this.” E.

stored to bim when dead; and he was interred, will ducal magni

ficence, in the church of the Minorites, the new Doge áitending (2) The death of the elder Foscari took place not at the palace, as a inourner. See Daru -E. but in his own house; not immediately on his descent from the Giants’ Stairs, but five days afterwards. “En entendant,” says *" Before I was sjuicen years of age," says Lord Byron, "I was M. de Sismondi,“ le son des cloches qui sonnaient en actions de witness to a melancholy instance of ihe saine eitect of mixed pus

:10ns upon a young person who, however, did not die in conse graces pour l'election de son successeur, il mourut subitement

quence, it that time, but fell a vitim, some years afterwards, tu a d'une hémorrhagie causée par une veine qui s'éclata daus su poi- seizure of the same hind, arising from culises jolim lely connected trine."'-E.

with agitation of mind." See Dun Juan, c. 18. st. lix, peste

Chief of the Ten. We are agreed, then ? Which shall be consecrated to his rites,
All, ercepl Lor. ansicer,

Yes. And those of -- [She slops with agitation. Chief of the Ten. Heaven's peace be with him! Chief of the Ten. Best retain it for your children,

Mar. Signors, your pardon: this is mockery. Mar. Ay, they are fatherless, I thank you. Juggle no more with that poor remnant, which, Chief of the Ten.

We A moment since, while yet it had a soul

Cannot comply with your request. His relics (A soul by whom you have increased your empire, Shall be exposed with wonted pomp, and follow'll And made your power as proud as was his glory), Unto their home by the new Doge, not clad You banish'd from his palace, and tore down As Doge, but simply as a senator. From his high place, with such relentless coldness; Mar. I have heard of murderers, włohave interr'i? And now, when he can neither know these honours, Their victims; but ne'er heard, until this hour, Nor would accept them if he could, you, signors, Of so much splendour in hypocrisy Purpose, with idle and superfluous pomp,

O'er those they slew. (1) I've lieard of widows' To make a pageant over what you trampled.

tearsA princely funeral will be your reproach,

Alas! I have shed some-always thanks to you! And not his honour.

I've heard of heirs in sables—you have left none Chief of the Ten. Lady, we revoke not

To the deceased, so you would act the part Our purposes so readily.

Of such. Well, sirs, your will be done! as one day, Mar. I know it,

I trust, Heaven's will be done too! As far as louches torturing the living.

Chief of the Ten.

Know you, lady, I thought the dead had been beyond even you, To whom ye speak, and perils of such speech? Thoughi (some, no doubt)consign’d to powers which Mar. I know the former better than yourselves; may

The latter-like yourselves; and can face both. Resemble that you exercise on earth.

Wish you more funerals ? Leave bim to me: you would have done so for


Heed not her rash words; His dregs of life, which you have kindly shorten’d: Her circumstances must excuse her bearing. It is my last of duties, and may prove

Chief of the Ten. We will not note them down. A dreary comfort in my desolation.

Bar. (turning to Lor. who is writing upon his Grief is fantastical, and loves the deaa,


What art thou writing, And the apparel of the grave.

With such an earnest brow, upon thy tablets ? Chief of the Ten.

Lor. (pointing to the Doge's body.) That he has Prelend still to this office ?

paid me!(2) Yar. I do, signor.

Chief of the Ten. What debt did he owe you ? Though his possessions have been all consumed

Lor. A long and just one; Nature's debt and In the state's service, I have still my dowry,

mine. (3)

[Curtain falls.

Do you

(1) The Venetians appear to have had a particular turn for breaking the hearts of their Doges. The following is another jostaoce of the kind, in the Doge Marco Barbarigo, whose chief Derit is here mentioned :—"Le Doge, blessé de trouver consLaoment un contradicteur el un censeur si amer dans son frère, lui dit un jour en plein conseil: 'Messire Augustin, vous faites 190t votre possible pour häter ma mort; vous vous flattez de me socceder; mais, si les autres vous connaissent aussi bien que je

(3) “But whence the deadly bat

vous connais, ils n'auront garde de vous élire.' Là-dessus il se leva, emu de colère, rentra dans son appartement, et mourut quelques jours après. Ce frère, contre lequel il s'était emporté, lut precisement le successeur qu'on lui donna. C'était un mérite

doni on aimait á tenir comple, surtout à un parent, de s'ctrc mis en opposition avec le chef de la Republique."-Daru, Hist. de Venise, vol. ii. p. 533.

(2) **L'ha pagala." An historical fact. See Hist. de Venise, par P. Daru, t. ii. p. 411.-(Here the original MS. ends. The ivo lines which follow were added by Mr. Gifford. In the margin of the MS. Lord Byron has written—"If the last lide should appear obscure to those who do not recollect the historical fact Bentioned in the first act of Loredano's inscription in his hook, of Doge Foscari, debtor for the deaths of my father and uncle,' 100 may add the following lines to the conclusion of the last act:

Chief of the Ten. For what has he repaid thee?

For my father's
And father's brother's dealt.-by his son's and own:
Ask Gilford about this."-E.)

That caused all this-the hate of Loredano?
It was a legacy his father left,
Who, but for Foscari, had reign'd in Venice,
And, like the venom in the serpent's bag,
Gather'd and grew!--

When his father died,
They whisper'd, “'T was by poison !’and the words
Struck him as atter'd from his father's grave.
He wrote it on the lomb ('t is there in marble),
And with a brow of care, most merchant-like,
Among the debtors in his ledger-book
Enler'd al full (nor month, nor day forgot)
*FRANCISCO FOSCARI- for my father's death,'
Leaving a blank—10 be till’d up hereafter.
When Foscari's noble heart at length gave way,
He took the volume from the shelf again
Calmly, and with his pen fill'd up the blank,
Inscribing, He has paid me.'

Ye who sit
Brooding from day to day, from day to day
Chewing the biller cud, and starling up
As though the hour was come to whet your langs,
And, like the Pisan, gnaw the hairy scalp
or him who had offended-il ye must,
Sit and brood on; but oh, forbear to teach
The lesson to your children.” Rogers.

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