Do the noblemen in Rome
Erect it for their wives, that I am sent
To lodge there?...
I will not weep.
No, I do scorn to call one poor tear
To fawn on your injustice. Bear me hence
Unto this house of.... What's your mitigating title?
MONTICELSO.
Of convertites.
VITTORIA.
It shall not be a house of convertites;
My mind shall make it honester to me
Than the Pope's palace, and more peaceable
Than thy soul, though thou art a cardinal.
(Ibidem.)
[81]: Comparez à Mme Marneffe, de Balzac.
[82]:
Yes, I shall welcome death
As princes do some great ambassadors;
I'll meet thy weapon half way....
'Twas a manly blow,
The next thou giv'st, murder some sucking infant;
And then thou wilt be famous....
My soul, like a ship in a black storm,
Is driven, I know not whither.
(Dernière scène.)