Irreparably
in my self-esteem.
Byron
_I. Ber_. So long as to remember Zara's siege, 360
And fight beneath the Chief who beat the Huns there,
Sometime my general, now the Doge Faliero. --
_Doge_. How! are we comrades? --the State's ducal robes
Sit newly on me, and you were appointed
Chief of the arsenal ere I came from Rome;
So that I recognised you not. Who placed you?
_I. Ber_. The late Doge; keeping still my old command
As patron of a galley: my new office
Was given as the reward of certain scars
(So was your predecessor pleased to say): 370
I little thought his bounty would conduct me
To his successor as a helpless plaintiff;
At least, in such a cause.
_Doge_. Are you much hurt?
_I. Ber_.
Irreparably in my self-esteem.
_Doge_. Speak out; fear nothing: being stung at heart,
What would you do to be revenged on this man?
_I. Ber_. That which I dare not name, and yet will do.
_Doge_. Then wherefore came you here?
_I. Ber_. I come for justice,
Because my general is Doge, and will not
See his old soldier trampled on. Had any, 380
Save Faliero, filled the ducal throne,
This blood had been washed out in other blood.
_Doge_. You come to me for justice--unto _me! _
The Doge of Venice, and I cannot give it;
I cannot even obtain it--'twas denied
To me most solemnly an hour ago!
_I.