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[GUIDO _retires._ FRANCESCA. Gentle sir, You do me little honour in the choice. LANCIOTTO. My aim is justice. FRANCESCA. Would you cast me off? LANCIOTTO. Not for the world, if honestly obtained; Not for the world would I obtain you falsely. FRANCESCA. The rites were half concluded ere we met. LANCIOTTO. Meeting, would you withdraw? FRANCESCA. No. Bitter word! [_Aside._ LANCIOTTO. No! Are you dealing fairly? FRANCESCA. I have said. LANCIOTTO. O! rapture, rapture! Can it be that I-- Now I'll speak plainly; for a choice like thine Implies such love as woman never felt. Love me! Then monsters beget miracles, And Heaven provides where human means fall short. Lady, I'll worship thee! I'll line thy path With suppliant kings! Thy waiting-maids shall be Unransomed princesses! Mankind shall bow One neck to thee, as Persia's multitudes Before the rising sun! From this small town, This centre of my conquests, I will spread An empire touching the extremes of earth! I'll raise once more the name of ancient Rome; And what she swayed she shall reclaim again! If I grow mad because you smile on me, Think of the glory of thy love; and know How hard it is, for such a one as I, To gaze unshaken on divinity! There's no such love as mine alive in man. From every corner of the frowning earth, It has been crowded back into my heart. Now, take it all! If that be not enough, Ask, and thy wish shall be omnipotent! Your hand. [_Takes her hand._] It wavers. FRANCESCA. So does not my heart. LANCIOTTO. Bravo! Thou art every way a soldier's wife; Thou shouldst have been a Caesar's! Father, hark! I blamed your judgment, only to perceive The weakness of my own. MALATESTA. What means all this? LANCIOTTO. It means that this fair lady--though I gave Release to her, and to Ravenna--placed The liberal hand, which I restored to her, Back in my own, of her own free good-will. Is it not wonderful? MALATESTA. How so? LANCIOTTO. How so! PAOLO. Alas! 'tis as I feared! [ _Aside._ MALATESTA. You're humble?--How? LANCIOTTO. Now shall I cry aloud to all the world, Make my deformity my pride, and say, Because she loves me, I may boast of it? [_Aside._] No matter, f
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