A show
Of feeling or compassion on his part
Would have but drawn upon his aged head
Suspicion from "the Ten," and upon mine
Accumulated ills.
Of feeling or compassion on his part
Would have but drawn upon his aged head
Suspicion from "the Ten," and upon mine
Accumulated ills.
Byron
Fos.
_ That's sudden.
Shall I not behold my father?
_Mar. _ You will.
_Jac. Fos. _ Where?
_Mar. _ Here, or in the ducal chamber--
He said not which. I would that you could bear
Your exile as he bears it.
_Jac. Fos. _ Blame him not.
I sometimes murmur for a moment; but
He could not now act otherwise.
A show
Of feeling or compassion on his part
Would have but drawn upon his aged head
Suspicion from "the Ten," and upon mine
Accumulated ills.
_Mar. _ Accumulated! 230
What pangs are those they have spared you?
_Jac. Fos. _ That of leaving
Venice without beholding him or you,
Which might have been forbidden now, as 'twas
Upon my former exile.
_Mar. _ That is true,
And thus far I am also the State's debtor,
And shall be more so when I see us both
Floating on the free waves--away--away--
Be it to the earth's end, from this abhorred,
Unjust, and----
_Jac. Fos. _ Curse it not. If I am silent,
Who dares accuse my Country?
_Mar. _ Men and Angels! 240
The blood of myriads reeking up to Heaven,
The groans of slaves in chains, and men in dungeons,
Mothers, and wives, and sons, and sires, and subjects,
Held in the bondage of ten bald-heads; and
Though last, not least, _thy silence! Couldst thou_ say
Aught in its favour, who would praise like _thee_?
_Mar. _ You will.
_Jac. Fos. _ Where?
_Mar. _ Here, or in the ducal chamber--
He said not which. I would that you could bear
Your exile as he bears it.
_Jac. Fos. _ Blame him not.
I sometimes murmur for a moment; but
He could not now act otherwise.
A show
Of feeling or compassion on his part
Would have but drawn upon his aged head
Suspicion from "the Ten," and upon mine
Accumulated ills.
_Mar. _ Accumulated! 230
What pangs are those they have spared you?
_Jac. Fos. _ That of leaving
Venice without beholding him or you,
Which might have been forbidden now, as 'twas
Upon my former exile.
_Mar. _ That is true,
And thus far I am also the State's debtor,
And shall be more so when I see us both
Floating on the free waves--away--away--
Be it to the earth's end, from this abhorred,
Unjust, and----
_Jac. Fos. _ Curse it not. If I am silent,
Who dares accuse my Country?
_Mar. _ Men and Angels! 240
The blood of myriads reeking up to Heaven,
The groans of slaves in chains, and men in dungeons,
Mothers, and wives, and sons, and sires, and subjects,
Held in the bondage of ten bald-heads; and
Though last, not least, _thy silence! Couldst thou_ say
Aught in its favour, who would praise like _thee_?
