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Updated: September 28, 2025
"Let Andreas fall!" There spoke thy wisdom, Verrina. BOURGOGNINO. The chain of iron, and the cord of silk, alike are bonds. Let Andreas perish! The sentence, then is passed upon the uncle and the nephew. Sign it! How must be next determined. Speak first, Calcagno. CALCAGNO. We must execute it either as soldiers or assassins. The first is dangerous, because we must have many confidants.
Besides the Sauli, the Gentili, Vivaldi, Vesodimari, all mortal enemies of the house of Doria; but whom the tyrant forgot to fear. They, doubtless, will embrace my plan with eagerness. BOURGOGNINO. I doubt it not. FIESCO. Above all things, we must render ourselves masters of the sea. Galleys and seamen I have ready. The twenty vessels of the Dorias are dismantled, and may be easily surprised.
The man whose smiles deceived all Italy, will he endure equals in Genoa? Go! 'Tis certain that Fiesco will overthrow the tyrant. 'Tis as certain he will become a tyrant still more dangerous. BOURGOGNINO looks after him with speechless surprise, then follows slowly. SCENE II. An apartment in FIESCO'S house.
If they thus serve a foreign tyrant, how will they guard the princes of their country? SACCO. Numbers have flocked already to our standard, and all the gates are ours. CALCAGNO. I hear they still are fighting desperately at the citadel. SACCO. Bourgognino is amongst them. Where is Verrina?
It is not for the eye of the youthful artist to comprehend at once the master's vast design. Retire, Bourgognino, and take time to weigh the motives of Fiesco's conduct! Go! noble youth! if spirits such as thine break out in flames in thy country's cause, let the Dorias see that they stand fast! FIESCO. The MOOR entering with an appearance of timidity, and looking round cautiously.
Ha! what means this? Genoese, the danger is past but the conspiracy is likewise at an end What! Are the Dorias dead? By heavens! I was prepared to encounter the whole force of the republic, but not this blow. Doria overcomes Fiesco! BOURGOGNINO. Speak, count, we are amazed! "Lavagna, your fate resembles mine; benevolence is rewarded with ingratitude.
BOURGOGNINO. Give me these papers, and I will ride with them through Genoa, holding them up to view. The very stones will rise in mutiny, and even the dogs will howl against the tyrant. ALL. Revenge! Revenge! Revenge! This very night! FIESCO. Now you have reached the point. At sunset I will invite hither the principal malcontents those that stand upon the bloody list of Gianettino!
ZIBO. So they say. They say so only! Who say? Declare, upon your honor, has he escaped? If I may trust my eyes against the assertion of a nobleman, then Gianettino lives. Zibo, your eyes may cost your head ZIBO. 'Tis but eight minutes since I saw him in the crowd dressed in his scarlet cloak and yellow plume. Heaven and hell! Zibo! Bourgognino shall answer for it with his head.
They were vague and tumultuous ideas, which had very little relation to a definite theory of government, but he was very much in earnest with them, especially after his rasping experience with the Duke of Wuerttemberg. No one can mistake the autobiographic note in the speech of Bourgognino which closes the first act: 'I have long felt in my breast something that would not be satisfied.
It was a burden to the Deity himself, and he created angels to partake his counsels. Hear, Scipio! BOURGOGNINO. My soul devours thy words. VERRINA. Hear! But answer nothing nothing, young man! Observe me not a word Fiesco must die. Die! Fiesco! VERRINA. Die I thank thee, God, 'tis out at last Fiesco must die. My son die by my hand. Now, go. There are deeds too high for human judgment.
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