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Updated: June 5, 2025


But since he is an absolute stranger in Venice, how could Flodoardo discover the lurking place of the banditti? Contarino. I know not; probably by mere accident like myself, but by the Power that made me, he shall pay dearly for this wound. Falieri. Flodoardo is rather too hasty in making himself remarked. Parozzi. Flodoardo must die. May his next cup contain poison. Falieri.

Falieri. Excellent sophistry, by my honour. Why, Contarino, ancient Rome has had an irreparable loss in not having numbered you among her orators. It is a pity, though, that there should be so little that's solid wrapped up in so many fine-sounding words.

Whether or not the story be true, it is certain that when the boy was in his thirteenth year, Signer Falieri placed him in the studio of Toretto, a Venetian sculptor, then living near Asola.

Parozzi, Memmo, Contarino, Falieri, the chiefs of this desperate undertaking, now assembled frequently in the Cardinal Gonzaga's palace, where different plans for altering the constitution of Venice were brought forward and discussed. But in all different schemes it was evident that the proposer was solely actuated by considerations of private interest.

Why then followed a whole legion of sbirri and police- officers, and who should be at their head but the Florentine stranger. All. Flodoardo? What, Flodoardo? Contarino. Flodoardo. Falieri. What demon could have guided him thither? Parozzi. Hell and furies! Oh, that I had been there. Memmo. There, now, Parozzi, you see at least that Flodoardo is no coward. Falieri. Hush, let us hear the rest.

In a couple of hours I must attend the Cardinal Gonzaga, and what intelligence shall I have to give him? Memmo. Come, come, Contarino cannot have been absent so long without cause; I warrant you he will bring some news with him when he arrives. Falieri. Pshaw, pshaw! My life on't he lies at this moment at Olympia's feet, and forgets us, the Republic, the banditti, and himself. Parozzi.

Death stills disappointment as well as rage, and Falieri is said to have acknowledged the justice of his sentence. He had never made any attempt to justify or defend himself, but frankly and at once avowed his guilt and made no attempt to escape from its penalties. His body was conveyed privately to the Church of St. Giovanni and St.

Every soul of them depends as much on that one man's honour and caprices as puppets do who nod or shake their wooden heads just as the fellow behind the curtain thinks proper to move the wires. Parozzi. And yet the populace idolises this Andreas. Memmo. Ay, that is the worst part of the story. Falieri. But never credit me again if he does not experience a reverse of fortune speedily. Contarino.

Her narrowing oligarchy watched the national degeneration with approval, knowing that it is easier to control a vitiated populace than to curb a nation habituated to the manly virtues. We might bring the struggles of the Spartan kings with the Ephoralty into comparison with the attempts of the Doges Falieri and Foscari to make themselves the chiefs of the republic in more than name.

There seems no reason to believe that Falieri consciously staked the remnant of his life on the forlorn hope of overcoming that awful and pitiless power, with any real hope of establishing his own supremacy. His aspect is rather that of a man betrayed by passion, and wildly forgetful of all possibility in his fierce attempt to free himself and get the upper hand.

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