That, greater than thyself, are reached o'er thee
Who giv'st the vantage-ground their foes require,
As o'er my prostrate House thyself wast reached!
Man calls thee, God requites thee! All is said,
The mission of my House fulfilled at last:
And the mere woman, speaking for herself,
Reserves speech—it is now no woman's time. [Domizia goes.
Lur. Thus at the last must figure Luria, then!
Doing the various work of all his friends,
And answering every purpose save his own.