Lor. I did so.
To my surprise too, you were touch'd with mercy,
And were the first to call out for assistance
When he was failing.
Lor. I believed that swoon
Bar. And have I not oft heard thee name
His and his father's death your nearest wish?
Lor. If he dies innocent, that is to say,
With his guilt unavow'd, he'll be lamented.
Bar. What, wouldst thou slay his memory?
Lor. Wouldst thou have 351
His state descend to his children, as it
If he die unattainted?
Bar. War with them too?
Lor. With all their house, till theirs or mine are nothing.
Bar. And the deep agony of his pale
And the repress'd convulsion of the high
And princely brow of his old father, which
Broke forth in a slight shuddering, though rarely,
Or in some clammy drops, soon wiped away
In stern serenity -- these moved you not?
He's silent in his hate, as Foscari 361
Was in his suffering; and the poor wretch
More by his silence than a thousand out-cries
Could have effected. 'T was a dreadful sight
When his distracted wife broke through into
The hall of our tribunal, and beheld
What we could scarcely look upon, long used
To such sights. I must think no more of this,
Lest I forget in this compassion for
Our foes their former injuries, and lose 370 The hold of vengeance Loredano plans
For him and me; but mine would be con-tent
With lesser retribution than he thirsts for,
And I would mitigate his deeper hatred
To milder thoughts. But for the present,
Has a short hourly respite, granted at
The instance of the elders of the Coun-cil,
Moved doubtless by his wife's appearance in
The hall, and his own sufferings. -- Lo! they come:
How feeble and forlorn! I cannot bear 380 To look on them again in this extremity.
I'll hence, and try to soften Loredano.
A Hall in the DOGE's Palace.
The DOGE and a SENATOR.
Sen. Is it your pleasure to sign the re-port
Now, or postpone it till to-morrow?
I overlook'd it yesterday: it wants
Merely the signature. Give me the pen -- [The DOGE sits down and signs the paper.
Sen. (looking at the paper). You have forgot; it is not signed.
Doge. Not signed? Ah, I perceive my
To more weak with age. I did not see
That I had dipp'd the pen without effect.
Sen. (dipping the pen into the ink, and placing the paper before the DOGE). Your hand, too, shakes, my lord: allow me, thus --
Doge. 'T is done, I thank you.
Sen. Thus the act confirm'd
By you and by 'the Ten' gives peace to
Doge. 'T is long since she enjoy'd it: may
As long ere she resume her arms!
Sen. 'T is almost
Thirty-four years of nearly ceaseless war-fare
With the Turk, or the powers of Italy;
The state had need of some repose.
Doge. No doubt:
I found her Queen of Ocean, and I leave her
Lady of Lombardy: it is a comfort
That I have added to her diadem 19 The gems of Brescia and Ravenna; Crema