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citizen

      Nay, be silent, neighbour;

      I think the Cardinal will speak for us.

      cardinal

      True, it is Christian to bear misery,

      Yet it is Christian also to be kind,

      And there seem many evils in this town,

      Which in your wisdom might your Grace reform.

      ·44· first citizen

      What is that word reform? What does it mean?

      second citizen

      Marry, it means leaving things as they are; I like it not.

      duke

      Reform, Lord Cardinal, did you say reform?

      There is a man in Germany called Luther,

      Who would reform the Holy Catholic Church.

      Have you not made him heretic, and uttered

      Anathema, maranatha, against him?

      cardinal [rising from his seat]

      He would have led the sheep out of the fold,

      We do but ask of you to feed the sheep.

      duke

      When I have shorn their fleeces I may feed them.

      As for these rebels——

      [Duchess entreats him.]

      first citizen

      That is a kind word,

      He means to give us something.

      ·45· second citizen

      Is that so?

      duke

      These ragged knaves who come before us here,

      With mouths chock-full of treason.

      third citizen

      Good my Lord,

      Fill up our mouths with bread; we’ll hold our tongues.

      duke

      Ye shall hold your tongues, whether you starve or not.

      My lords, this age is so familiar grown,

      That the low peasant hardly doffs his hat,

      Unless you beat him; and the raw mechanic

      Elbows the noble in the public streets.

      [To the Citizens.]

      Still as our gentle Duchess has so prayed us,

      And to refuse so beautiful a beggar

      Were to lack both courtesy and love,

      Touching your grievances, I promise this——

      first citizen

      Marry, he will lighten the taxes!

      ·46· second citizen

      Or a dole of bread, think you, for each man?

      duke

      That, on next Sunday, the Lord Cardinal

      Shall, after Holy Mass, preach you a sermon

      Upon the Beauty of Obedience.

      [Citizens murmur.]

      first citizen

      I’ faith, that will not fill our stomachs!

      second citizen

      A sermon is but a sorry sauce, when

      You have nothing to eat with it.

      duchess

      Poor people,

      You see I have no power with the Duke,

      But if you go into the court without,

      My almoner shall from my private purse,

      Divide a hundred ducats ’mongst you all.

      first citizen

      God save the Duchess, say I.

      second citizen

      God save her.

      ·47· duchess

      And every Monday morn shall bread be set

      For those who lack it.

      [Citizens applaud and go out.]

      first citizen [going out]

      Why, God save the Duchess again!

      duke [calling him back]

      Come hither, fellow! what is your name?

      first citizen

      Dominick, sir.

      duke

      A good name! Why were you called Dominick?

      first citizen [scratching his head]

      Marry, because I was born on St. George’s day.

      duke

      A good reason! here is a ducat for you!

      Will you not cry for me God save the Duke?

      first citizen [feebly]

      God save the Duke.

      duke

      Nay! louder, fellow, louder.

      ·48· first citizen [a little louder]

      God save the Duke!

      duke

      More lustily, fellow, put more heart in it!

      Here is another ducat for you.

      first citizen [enthusiastically]

      God save the Duke!

      duke [mockingly]

      Why, gentlemen, this simple fellow’s love

      Touches me much. [To the Citizen, harshly.]

      Go! [Exit Citizen, bowing.]

      This is the way, my lords,

      You can buy popularity nowadays.

      Oh, we are nothing if not democratic!

      [To the Duchess.]

      Well, Madam,

      You spread rebellion ’midst our citizens.

      duchess

      My Lord, the poor have rights you cannot touch,

      The right to pity, and the right to mercy.

      duke

      So, so, you argue with me? This is she,

      ·49· The gentle Duchess for whose hand I yielded

      Three of the fairest towns in Italy,

      Pisa, and Genoa, and Orvieto.

      duchess

      Promised, my Lord, not yielded: in that matter

      Brake you your word as ever.

      duke

      You wrong us, Madam,

      There were state reasons.

      duchess

      What state reasons are there

      For breaking holy promises to a state?

      duke


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