Learnt but in eighty years. Brave Carmagnuola
Is dead; so is young Foscari and his brethren—
I never smiled on them.
Bar.Was Carmagnuola
Your friend?
Lor.He was the safeguard of the city.
In early life its foe, but in his manhood,
Its saviour first, then victim.
Bar.Ah! that seems
The penalty of saving cities. He