Not even its opposite, Love, so peoples air

With phantoms, as this madness of the heart.

Enter an Officer.

Lor. Where go you, sirrah?

Offi.‍By the ducal order

To forward the preparatory rites

For the late Foscari's interment.

Bar.‍Their340

Vault has been often opened of late years.

Lor. 'Twill be full soon, and may be closed for ever!