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Alvise Sanuto. A Tale Of The Venetian Republic.
" No , " said he , " to forget you is impossible ; to lose you is to die . Your pity has softened these last bitter moments of my life . " " Oh , Alvise . ' then live for me !" "For you?—do you know what you have said ?" The giid trembled , but the image of her dying lover
prevailed , and she repeated , " Yes , live for me !" The fatal words could not be recalled ; they forgot their clanger , and heeded not the abyss beneath them . In the silence of midnight , one of the spies of Government going his rounds passed beneath the palace of Sanuto ; he saw the light figure gliding swiftly from one palace to the other , and his practised eye at once recognised the people ' s idol Alvise Sanuto Ere morning he had denounced him to
the terrible tribunal , and in a few hours Alvise stood before his judges . Convicted of having entered the palace of the French ambassador , he was commanded to reveal the object of his visit ; this he absolutely refused to do the astonished inquisitors , accustomed to see all men quail before them , warned him that death would be the inevitable consequence
of his silence . " My life , " answered Sanuto , " I have risked at Lepanto for the glory of my country , and the safety of Italy . There I proved myself incapable of treachery , and I now call Heaven to witness that I am guiltless of any crime against the republic ; but there is that which is dearer to me than life and fame , and which now forbids me to sneak . "
That day the headless body of Sanuto was exhibited to the gaze of the populace between the two columns in the piazza of San Marco , with the customary inscription , Per deletto di State , —For treason against the State . The people were horrified at the sight . The companions in arms , friends , and relations of the deceased made no concealment of their
overwhelming grief . That evening Amalia was leaning on one of the balconies which hung over the Grand Canal . She was thinking of her rash lover , and all the dangers before them , when her attention was attracted by a long procession of gondolas , lighted up with large wax tapers , which passed slowly beneath her window . The solemn funeral chant , and the
cries of suppressed grief , rose through the air ; a sad presentiment suddenly seized the poor girl , and , when she was told that the procession was the funeral of Alvise Sanuto , beheaded on that morning for treason , losing all command over herself , she threw herself headlong from the balcony , and was taken up lifeless .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Alvise Sanuto. A Tale Of The Venetian Republic.
" No , " said he , " to forget you is impossible ; to lose you is to die . Your pity has softened these last bitter moments of my life . " " Oh , Alvise . ' then live for me !" "For you?—do you know what you have said ?" The giid trembled , but the image of her dying lover
prevailed , and she repeated , " Yes , live for me !" The fatal words could not be recalled ; they forgot their clanger , and heeded not the abyss beneath them . In the silence of midnight , one of the spies of Government going his rounds passed beneath the palace of Sanuto ; he saw the light figure gliding swiftly from one palace to the other , and his practised eye at once recognised the people ' s idol Alvise Sanuto Ere morning he had denounced him to
the terrible tribunal , and in a few hours Alvise stood before his judges . Convicted of having entered the palace of the French ambassador , he was commanded to reveal the object of his visit ; this he absolutely refused to do the astonished inquisitors , accustomed to see all men quail before them , warned him that death would be the inevitable consequence
of his silence . " My life , " answered Sanuto , " I have risked at Lepanto for the glory of my country , and the safety of Italy . There I proved myself incapable of treachery , and I now call Heaven to witness that I am guiltless of any crime against the republic ; but there is that which is dearer to me than life and fame , and which now forbids me to sneak . "
That day the headless body of Sanuto was exhibited to the gaze of the populace between the two columns in the piazza of San Marco , with the customary inscription , Per deletto di State , —For treason against the State . The people were horrified at the sight . The companions in arms , friends , and relations of the deceased made no concealment of their
overwhelming grief . That evening Amalia was leaning on one of the balconies which hung over the Grand Canal . She was thinking of her rash lover , and all the dangers before them , when her attention was attracted by a long procession of gondolas , lighted up with large wax tapers , which passed slowly beneath her window . The solemn funeral chant , and the
cries of suppressed grief , rose through the air ; a sad presentiment suddenly seized the poor girl , and , when she was told that the procession was the funeral of Alvise Sanuto , beheaded on that morning for treason , losing all command over herself , she threw herself headlong from the balcony , and was taken up lifeless .