36.
Duke
Theugh we have seen many on our journey.
Yet have we seen none so beautiful as she.
Malvezzi
My Prince,
That we saw so many was not by accident.
A wonderful report ran through the city,
That drove them into your Highness' way.
Dule
What kind of a report?
Malvezzi
It ren, that your Highness
WasΗinclined,to chose some beauty,
Fort his last night,the last before--
Duke
before tomorrow, you said not too much
And not too little. Well, it’s not a bad idea!
Why did it not occur to me this morning,
And at this spot? - Yet t'is better so!
What still remains of this night,
Let it be set aside for special pleasure,
As shall be granted to us by women s favor.
For truly, I have often tried,
Since many wonders have been disclosed to me,
To learn what you call love.
I know desire, and lust and satiety--
But never felt I that wonder! Andt hat you dieugh,
Malvezzi, is not olever of you, or kind either.
Malvezzi
Forgive me,Sire!
Duke
What a foot you are!I know you thought
That the maiden from Bysantium,for whose kind look,
You gave your youth, and paid so dear.
Yet I could love her, if it were your corpse
Which to-day lay tobting at the bottom of the sea,
And not her s.
Malvezzi
I thought of mother, she
who for you, my Prince, forsook a kingdom, and a husband
And at last the world.
Duke
Much—
you mean!
And yet I did not regret her return home greatly,
Duke
Theugh we have seen many on our journey.
Yet have we seen none so beautiful as she.
Malvezzi
My Prince,
That we saw so many was not by accident.
A wonderful report ran through the city,
That drove them into your Highness' way.
Dule
What kind of a report?
Malvezzi
It ren, that your Highness
WasΗinclined,to chose some beauty,
Fort his last night,the last before--
Duke
before tomorrow, you said not too much
And not too little. Well, it’s not a bad idea!
Why did it not occur to me this morning,
And at this spot? - Yet t'is better so!
What still remains of this night,
Let it be set aside for special pleasure,
As shall be granted to us by women s favor.
For truly, I have often tried,
Since many wonders have been disclosed to me,
To learn what you call love.
I know desire, and lust and satiety--
But never felt I that wonder! Andt hat you dieugh,
Malvezzi, is not olever of you, or kind either.
Malvezzi
Forgive me,Sire!
Duke
What a foot you are!I know you thought
That the maiden from Bysantium,for whose kind look,
You gave your youth, and paid so dear.
Yet I could love her, if it were your corpse
Which to-day lay tobting at the bottom of the sea,
And not her s.
Malvezzi
I thought of mother, she
who for you, my Prince, forsook a kingdom, and a husband
And at last the world.
Duke
Much—
you mean!
And yet I did not regret her return home greatly,