There is the sting! ’tis not enough in darkness
To doom the offender, and to take from him
Life with its joys and hopes—but they pursue
Beyond the grave, and load the senseless dust
With calumny! To what hath not risen
This monstrous power? Oh! well indeed had’st thou
Thy cradle ’midst the clay of thy lagunes,
Base city, which hast borne it!
Enter Memmo.
Memmo (to Doge.)