but Ulrich did not betray what troubled him, only
alluding in general terms to a great anxiety that burdened his mind.
"But the time is now coming when the poorest of the poor, the most
miserable of all forsaken mortals, cast aside their griefs!" cried de
Soto. "Day after to morrow the joyous Carnival season will begin! Hold
up your head, young man! Cast your sorrows into the Grand Canal, and
until Ash-Wednesday, imagine that heaven has fallen upon earth!"
Oh! blue sea, that washes the lagunes, oh! mast-thronged Lido, oh!
palace of the Doges, that chains the eye, as well as the backward
gazing, mind, oh! dome of St. Mark, in thy incomparable garb of gold
and paintings, oh! ye steeds and other divine works of bronze, ye noble
palaces, for which the still surface of the placid water serves as a
mirror, thou square of St. Mark, where, clad in velvet, silk and gold,
the richest and freest of all races display their magnificence, with
just pride! Thou harbor, thou forest of masts, thou countless fleet
of stately galleys, which bind one quarter of the globe to another,
inspiring terror, compelling obedience, and gaining boundless treasures
by peaceful voyages and with shining blades. Oh! thou Rialto, where gold
is stored, as wheat and rye are elsewhere;--ye proud nobles, ye fair
dames with luxuriant tresses, whose raven hue pleases ye not, and which
ye dye as bright golden as the glittering zechins ye squander with such
small, yet lavish hands! Oh! Venice, Queen of the sea, mother of riches,
throne of power, hall of fame, temple of art, who could escape thy
spell!
What wanton Spring is to the earth, thy carnival season is to thee! It
transforms the magnificence of color of the lagune-city into a dazzling
radiance, the smiles to Olympic laughter, the love-whispers to exultant
songs, the noisy, busy life of the mighty commercial city into a mad
whirlpool, which draws everything into its circle, and releases nothing
it has once seized.
De Soto urged and pushed the youth, who had already lost his mental
equipoise, into the midst of the gulf, ere he had found the right
current.
On the barges, amid the throngs in the streets, at banquets, in
ball-rooms, at the gaming-table, everywhere, the young, golden-haired,
superbly-dressed artist, who was on intimate terms with the Spanish
king's ambassador, attracted the attention of men, and the eyes,
curiosity and admiration of the women; though people as yet knew not
whence he c
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