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_Bar. _ (_addressing_ LOR. ).
That were too much: believe me, 'twas not meet
The trial should go further at this moment.

_Lor. _ And so the Council must break up, and Justice
Pause in her full career, because a woman
Breaks in on our deliberations?

_Bar. _ No,
That's not the cause; you saw the prisoner's state.

_Lor. _ And had he not recovered?

_Bar. _ To relapse
Upon the least renewal.

_Lor. _ 'Twas not tried.

_Bar.
_ 'Tis vain to murmur; the majority 320
In council were against you.

_Lor. _ Thanks to _you_, sir,
And the old ducal dotard, who combined
The worthy voices which o'er-ruled my own.

_Bar. _ I am a judge; but must confess that part
Of our stern duty, which prescribes the Question,[47]
And bids us sit and see its sharp infliction,
Makes me wish--

_Lor. _ What?

_Bar. _ That _you_ would _sometimes_ feel,
As I do always.

_Lor. _ Go to, you're a child,
Infirm of feeling as of purpose, blown
About by every breath, shook[48] by a sigh, 330
And melted by a tear--a precious judge
For Venice! and a worthy statesman to
Be partner in my policy.

_Bar. _ He shed
No tears.

_Lor. _ He cried out twice.

_Bar.