The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,285 pages of information about The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Complete.

The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,285 pages of information about The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Complete.
All she appears to others; and when dead,
As she shall die unshrived and unforgiven,
A rebel to her father and her God, 90
Her corpse shall be abandoned to the hounds;
Her name shall be the terror of the earth;
Her spirit shall approach the throne of God
Plague-spotted with my curses.  I will make
Body and soul a monstrous lump of ruin.
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[ENTER ANDREA.]

ANDREA: 
The Lady Beatrice...

CENCI: 
Speak, pale slave!  What
Said she?

ANDREA: 
My Lord, ’twas what she looked; she said: 
’Go tell my father that I see the gulf
Of Hell between us two, which he may pass,
I will not.’

[EXIT ANDREA.]

CENCI: 
Go thou quick, Lucretia, 100
Tell her to come; yet let her understand
Her coming is consent:  and say, moreover,
That if she come not I will curse her.
[EXIT LUCRETIA.]
Ha! 
With what but with a father’s curse doth God
Panic-strike armed victory, and make pale
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Cities in their prosperity?  The world’s Father
Must grant a parent’s prayer against his child,
Be he who asks even what men call me. 
Will not the deaths of her rebellious brothers
Awe her before I speak?  For I on them 110
Did imprecate quick ruin, and it came.
[ENTER LUCRETIA.]
Well; what?  Speak, wretch!

LUCRETIA: 
She said, ’I cannot come;
Go tell my father that I see a torrent
Of his own blood raging between us.’

CENCI [KNEELING]: 
God,
Hear me!  If this most specious mass of flesh, 115
Which Thou hast made my daughter; this my blood,
This particle of my divided being;
Or rather, this my bane and my disease,
Whose sight infects and poisons me; this devil
Which sprung from me as from a hell, was meant
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To aught good use; if her bright loveliness
Was kindled to illumine this dark world;
If nursed by Thy selectest dew of love
Such virtues blossom in her as should make
The peace of life, I pray Thee for my sake, 125
As Thou the common God and Father art
Of her, and me, and all; reverse that doom! 
Earth, in the name of God, let her food be
Poison, until she be encrusted round
With leprous stains!  Heaven, rain upon her head
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The blistering drops of the Maremma’s dew,
Till she be speckled like a toad; parch up
Those love-enkindled lips, warp those fine limbs
To loathed lameness!  All-beholding sun,
Strike in thine envy those life-darting eyes 135
With thine own blinding beams!

LUCRETIA: 
Peace!  Peace! 
For thine own sake unsay those dreadful words. 
When high God grants He punishes such prayers.

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