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Can this be done more certainly amid the thunders of a throne, where the wheels of government creak incessantly upon the tortured ear, than on the heaving bosom of an enamored woman? Let Gianettino rule over Genoa; Fiesco shall devote himself to love. GIANETTINO. Away, Lomellino! It is near midnight. The time draws near Lavagna, we thank thee for thy entertainment I have been satisfied.
In the year 1547 the malcontents found a leader in the person of Giovanni Ludovigi Fiesco, Count of Lavagna. Fiesco was young, handsome, rich and ambitious a dashing and unscrupulous cavalier.
Turning Capo Fino we entered a bay, where stand the towns of Porto Fino, Lavagna, and Sestri di Levante, at which last we took up our night's lodging. The house was tolerable, and we had no great reason to complain of the beds: but, the weather being hot, there was a very offensive smell, which proceeded from some skins of beasts new killed, that were spread to dry on an outhouse in the yard.
What wouldst thou here? Who art thou? A slave of the republic. Slavery is a wretched craft. What dost thou seek? MOOR. Sir, I am an honest man. FIESCO. Wear then that label on thy visage, it will not be superfluous but what wouldst thou have? Sir, I am no villain. What dost thou seek? Are you the Count Lavagna? The blind in Genoa know my steps what wouldst thou with the Count?
Yet do I feel that my weak heart is breaking amidst this happiness. I come, sir, to trouble you with a trifling request, if you can spare a moment's time to hear me. These seven months past I have indulged the pleasing dream of being Countess of Lavagna. It now has passed away and left a painful weight upon my mind.
FIESCO, Count of Lavagna, chief of the conspiracy, a tall, handsome young man, twenty-three years of age; his character is that of dignified pride and majestic affability, with courtly complaisance and deceitfulness. VERRINA, a determined republican, sixty years of age; grave, austere, and inflexible: a marked character.
Would not the Countess of Lavagna have reason to feel honored if Doria's niece deigned to envy her choice? Cruel Countess! Thus to torment me. I know, divine Julia, that respect is all I ought to feel for you. My reason bids me bend a subject's knee before the race of Doria; but my heart adores the beauteous Julia.
"Let us," they cried unanimously, "choose a monarch endowed with strength and skill, and who has only one stomach to appease." And to one chief they all did homage. Bravo! Bravo! Well managed, Count Lavagna! 1ST ARTISAN. And Genoa shall follow that example. Genoa, also, has its lion! FIESCO. Tell me not of that lion; but go home and think upon him.
Friend, which is the way to the theatre? SENTINEL. Don't know. Friend, when does the play begin? SENTINEL. Don't know. Friend, what mean these? SENTINEL. Don't know. Strange! Who goes there? The former, ZIBO entering. ZIBO. A friend of Lavagna. ZENTURIONE. Zibo, where are we? ZIBO. What mean you? ZENTURIONE. Look around you, Zibo. ZIBO. Where? What? ZENTURIONE. All the doors are guarded!
The Count of Lavagna, with above three hundred nobles, followed to the criminal court. The Moor had been employed to assassinate Fiesco, and in the attempt was seized. What, are all the devils of hell let loose at once? LOMELLINO. They questioned him most strictly concerning his employer. The Moor confessed nothing. They tried the first degree of torture. Still he confessed nothing.
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