Paulo
(Wild.) To be broken and thrown away when done with! Death is better now.
[Tries to injure his right hand against a sword.
Medici
(To Men.) Careful. Hold him. Or your lives——
Lucia
(Frantic.) Beloved, it is not too late. Forget that I live—oh, forget me—for your work’s sake! Remember beauty only——
Paulo
(Tender patience.) Little Child! My work and beauty live with liberty. (Very softly.) Had you forgotten? Did belief in me waver, or did love guide you strangely—misconceiving——?