Loredano (aside.)
Unwonted clemency! I well can guess
Its meaning!
(To Foscarini.) Dost thou not fear the torture?
Foscarini.
Ye may tear
Emulous, these wretched limbs; your power can never
Reach to the soul, unless your hatred dare
To chronicle as words the groans that falter
Upon the blood-stained lip; here, I repeat it,