Doge.‍My boy!

Couldst thou but know——

Jac. Fos.‍I rarely, sir, have murmured.

Doge. I feel too much thou hast not.

Mar.‍Doge, look there!

[She points to Loredano.

Doge. I see the man—what mean'st thou?

Mar.‍Caution!

Lor.‍Being

The virtue which this noble lady most[bq]