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Of Medici xx o'er-full of passion are
And over-gallant: when an artist comes
Like him with name and fame from distant parts,
They'll wait all night, 'tis said, before his door
Gottl their turn shall come.
LIONARDO
What is’t to you with whom Remigio sleep?
PAOLA
True Lionardo! To live the making hours together
That alone has meaning! Yet, 'tis true
Experienceussches that some nightly level
Though insignifficant it seems will oft
Obtrude itself into the day's bright light
And plume and pride itself, as it had life.
LIONARDO
Paola, yesternight thou were 't
PAOLA
Thine thou wilt say?oee--
Dare but to speak it now the down is come!
Didse hear from me a single word of love?
Did'st hear me murmur as the others do
"I've waited for these-theo alone I love--?
There came no other sound from out these life
But only stified cries of wanton lust.
It is no more and therefore never was.
Will LIONARDO saw Remigie
No Paola, it was and therefore is,
And always will be as my right to thee.