And struck his head off with an axe.
guido
O God!
duchess
Speak, my Lord Justice.
lord justice
Your Grace, it cannot be:
The laws of Padua are most certain here:
And by those laws the common murderer even
May with his own lips plead, and make defence.
duchess
This is no common murderer, Lord Justice,
But a great outlaw, and a most vile traitor,
Taken in open arms against the state.
For he who slays the man who rules a state
Slays the state also, widows every wife,
And makes each child an orphan, and no less
Is to be held a public enemy,
Than if he came with mighty ordonnance,
And all the spears of Venice at his back,
To beat and batter at our city gates—
·132· Nay, is more dangerous to our commonwealth,
For walls and gates, bastions and forts, and things
Whose common elements are wood and stone
May be raised up, but who can raise again
The ruined body of my murdered lord,
And bid it live and laugh?
maffio
Now by Saint Paul
I do not think that they will let him speak.
jeppo vitellozzo
There is much in this, listen.
duchess
Wherefore now,
Throw ashes on the head of Padua,
With sable banners hang each silent street,
Let every man be clad in solemn black;
But ere we turn to these sad rites of mourning
Let us bethink us of the desperate hand
Which wrought and brought this ruin on our state,
And straightway pack him to that narrow house,
Where no voice is, but with a little dust
Death fills right up the lying mouths of men.
·133· guido
Unhand me, knaves! I tell thee, my Lord Justice,
Thou mightst as well bid the untrammelled ocean,
The winter whirlwind, or the Alpine storm,
Not roar their will, as bid me hold my peace!
Ay! though ye put your knives into my throat,
Each grim and gaping wound shall find a tongue,
And cry against you.
lord justice
Sir, this violence
Avails you nothing; for save the tribunal
Give thee a lawful right to open speech,
Naught that thou sayest can be credited.
[The Duchess smiles and Guido falls back with a gesture of despair.]
Madam, myself, and these wise Justices,
Will with your Grace’s sanction now retire
Into another chamber, to decide
Upon this difficult matter of the law,
And search the statutes and the precedents.
duchess
Go, my Lord Justice, search the statutes well,
Nor let this brawling traitor have his way.
·134· moranzone
Go, my Lord Justice, search thy conscience well,
Nor let a man be sent to death unheard.
[Exit the Lord Justice and the Judges.]
duchess
Silence, thou evil genius of my life!
Thou com’st between us two a second time;
This time, my lord, I think the turn is mine.
guido
I shall not die till I have uttered voice.
duchess
Thou shalt die silent, and thy secret with thee.
guido
Art thou that Beatrice, Duchess of Padua?
duchess
I am what thou hast made me; look at me well,
I am thy handiwork.
maffio
See, is she not
Like that white tigress which we saw at Venice,
Sent by some Indian soldan to the Doge?
·135· jeppo
Hush! she may hear thy chatter.
headsman
My young fellow,
I do not know why thou shouldst care to speak,
Seeing my axe is close upon thy neck,
And words of thine will never blunt its edge.
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