Bar. The bell!

Chief of the Ten. St. Mark's, which tolls for the election

Of Malipiero.

Doge.‍Well I recognise

The sound! I heard it once, but once before,

And that is five and thirty years ago;

Even then I was not young.

Bar.‍Sit down, my Lord!

You tremble.

Doge.‍'Tis the knell of my poor boy!