FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   875   876   877   878   879   880   881   882   883   884   885   886   887   888   889   890   891   892   893   894   895   896   897   898   899  
900   901   902   903   904   905   906   907   908   909   910   911   912   913   914   915   916   917   918   919   920   921   922   923   924   >>   >|  
is it thou hast done? Why pour forth this horrible and monstrous curse against thy guiltless daughter? VERRINA. Youth, thou say'st true!--it is most horrible. Now who among you will stand forth and prate still of patience and delay? My daughter's fate is linked with that of Genoa. I sacrifice the affections of a father to the duties of a citizen. Who among us is so much a coward as to hesitate in the salvation of his country, when this poor guiltless being must pay for his timidity with endless sufferings? By heavens, 'twas not a madman's speech! I have sworn an oath, and till Doria lie in the agonies of death I will show no mercy to my child. No--not though, like an executioner, I should invent unheard-of torments for her, or with my own hands rend her innocent frame piecemeal on the barbarous rack. You shudder--you stare at me with ghastly faces. Once more, Scipio--I keep her as a hostage for the tyrant's death. Upon this precious thread do I suspend thy duty, my own, and yours (to SACCO and CALCAGNO). The tyrant of Genoa falls, or Bertha must despair--I retract not. BOURGOGNINO (throwing himself at BERTHA'S feet). He shall fall--shall fall a victim to Genoa. I will as surely sheathe this sword in Doria's heart as upon thy lips I will imprint the bridal kiss. (Rises.) VERRINA. Ye couple, the first that ever owed their union to the Furies, join hands! Thou wilt sheathe thy sword in Doria's heart? Take her! she is thine! CALCAGNO (kneeling). Here kneels another citizen of Genoa and lays his faithful sword before the feet of innocence. As surely may Calcagno find the way to heaven as this steel shall find its way to Gianettino's heart! (Rises.) SACCO (kneeling). Last, but not less determined, Raffaelle Sacco kneels. If this bright steel unlock not the prison doors of Bertha, mayest thou, my Saviour, shut thine ear against my dying prayers! (Rises.) VERRINA (with a calm look). Through me Genoa thanks you. Now go, my daughter; rejoice to be the mighty sacrifice for thy country! BOURGOGNINO (embracing her as she is departing). Go! confide in God--and Bourgognino. The same day shall give freedom to Bertha and to Genoa. [BERTHA retires. SCENE XIII. The former--without BERTHA. CALCAGNO. Genoese, before we take another step, one word---- VERRINA. I guess what you would say. CALCAGNO. Will four patriots alone be sufficient to destroy this mighty hydra? Shall we not stir
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   875   876   877   878   879   880   881   882   883   884   885   886   887   888   889   890   891   892   893   894   895   896   897   898   899  
900   901   902   903   904   905   906   907   908   909   910   911   912   913   914   915   916   917   918   919   920   921   922   923   924   >>   >|  



Top keywords:
VERRINA
 

CALCAGNO

 
Bertha
 

BERTHA

 

daughter

 

country

 

mighty

 
kneels
 
kneeling
 
BOURGOGNINO

surely
 

sheathe

 

tyrant

 

guiltless

 

citizen

 

sacrifice

 

horrible

 

Gianettino

 
heaven
 

determined


couple
 

prison

 

unlock

 
bright
 
Raffaelle
 

Calcagno

 

Furies

 

monstrous

 

innocence

 
faithful

Genoese

 

destroy

 

sufficient

 

patriots

 

retires

 

freedom

 
Through
 

rejoice

 

Saviour

 

prayers


Bourgognino

 

confide

 
embracing
 
departing
 

mayest

 
imprint
 

executioner

 

agonies

 

invent

 

innocent