While her sea-sway has not shrunk.

Sen.‍'Tis most true,

And merits all our country's gratitude.

Doge. Perhaps so.

Sen.‍Which should be made manifest.

Doge. I have not complained, sir.

Sen.‍My good Lord, forgive me.

Doge. For what?

Sen.‍My heart bleeds for you.

Doge.‍For me, Signor?