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A monologue from the enjoy by Master Byron

TAKE NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from Head of the family Byron: Six Plays. Lord Byron. Los Angeles: Black Box Press, 2007.

DOGE: Ye, however, you know and feel the mutual mass

Of many wrongs, even en are uninformed

What perilous poison for the springs of Life

To human jewelry, and all that\s good and dear

Lurks in the present institutes of Venice:

All these guys were my local freinds, I liked them, that they

Requited honourably my regards

We offered and struggled, we smiled and wept in concert

We revelled or perhaps we sorrowed side by side

We all made complicité of blood vessels and marital life

We grew in years and accolades fairly, “till

Their own desire, not my own ambition, made

Them select me because of their Prince, and then farewell!

Goodbye all sociable memory! almost all thoughts

In accordance! and fairly sweet bonds which in turn link old friendships

When the survivors of long years and actions

Which now belong to record, soothe the periods

Which however remain simply by treasuring the other person

And never meet up with, but every beholds the mirror

Of half a 100 years on his brother\s brow

And sees one hundred beings, now in earth

Flit circular them whispering of the the past

And appearing not all deceased, as long as two

Of the daring, joyous, careless, glorious music group

Which were in the past one and a lot of, still keep

A breath to heave a sigh for them, a tongue to speak

Of deeds that more were noiseless, save on marble””

From the hour they helped me Doge, the Doge they made me”

Farewell earlier times! I passed away to all that had been

Or rather they to me: simply no friends, no kindness

Simply no privacy of life”all were cut off:

They came not really near me”such approach gave umbrage

That they could not like me”such has not been the law

That they thwarted me”\twas the state\s policy

That they baffled me”\twas a patrician\s duty

They will wronged me, for this kind of was to proper the state

That they could not proper me”that would give suspicion

To ensure that I was a slave to my own subjects

So that I used to be a enemy to my friends

Begirt with agents for guards, with dresses for power

With pracht for liberty, gaolers for the council

Inquisitors for good friends, and Heck for life!

I had formed only one fount of peaceful left

And they poisoned! My own pure home gods

Were shivered in the hearth, and o\er their very own shrine

Sate grinning Ribaldry, and sneering Scorn.

I had borne all”it hurt myself, but I actually bore it”

Till this kind of last jogging over of the cup

Of bitterness”until this kind of last loud insult

Not only unredressed, yet sanctioned, in that case

And thus, I cast most further emotions from me”

The feelings which they crushed to me, long, long

Before, also in their oath of bogus allegiance!

Also in that very hour and vow, they abjured

Their very own friend and made a Full sovereign coin, as young boys make

Toys, to do their particular pleasure”and become broken!

We from that hour have seen but Senators

In dark suspicious conflict while using Doge

Glumness with him in common hate and fear

They will dreading he should snatch the cruelty

From away their understand, and this individual abhorring tyrants.

To me, then simply, these men do not private life

Nor claims to ties they may have cut off by others

While Senators to get arbitrary acts

Amenable, I look about them”as this sort of

Let them become dealt upon.