And who would forge that rainbow into fetters,
Till I could wish
The eternal tooth of pain
And of remorse should tear him—not he, now,
[Rising; to Osio.
Shall turn my heart from love unto revenge.
But "pagan" tho I be, I bid him go!
[Points to gate, and Osio tortured, flings it open—and goes. Then when Matteo has followed, Rizzio turns tenderly to Porzia. The horror falls from her as he folds her finally to him—while the moon that had clouded, shines on them bright and still.
THE END