Ugolino/Act 3 Scene 5
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SCENE V.—Street in Venice. Night, storm at intervals, but much fainter.
Enter First and Second Merchants, r. First Mer. You then were present at the trial, sir. Sec. Mer. No—but I heard their sentence publiclyProclaim'd from the Pieto del Bando.[Bell. First Mer. Hark The procession has begun.Sec. Mer. The DogeWill, I am told, be present. First Mer. Certainly,She was his kinswoman—Alas! poor lady!This eve was to have join'd her to Serassi;And so it doth; but with what different pompTo that which should have grac'd so fair a union.[Distant thunder.Methinks the very elements did seemTo sympathize with Venice for their loss—A wilder roar than what was heard to night,Ne'er shook the welkin—the vexed AdriaticLeap'd up and lash'd its marble confines. TorrentPour'd after torrent till the leaky cloudsHave scarce a tear to shed, and the hoarse thunder,Wearied with constant bellowing, now muttersSullen and faintly to the distant flash. Sec. Mer. I thought the Countess could not long surviveThe shock which threw her reason from its seat—Pray heaven the murderer be brought to justice,For I do strongly think the banish'd noblesAre innocent, despite the proofs against them. First Mer. 'Tis the belief of Venice—will you on, sir,And see this ceremony? Sec. Mer. Sir—have with you.[Exeunt Merchants, l.