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THE DUKE OF GANDIA
PERSONS REPRESENTED.
TWO ASSASSINS. AN OFFICER of the Papal Household.
VANNOZZA CATANEI, surnamed LA ROSA, concubine to the Pope. LUCREZIA BORGIA, daughter to Alexander and Vannozza.
SCENE: ROME. TIME: JUNE 14--JULY 22, 1497.
SCENE I
The Vatican Enter CAESAR and VANNOZZA
CAESAR
Now, mother, though thou love my brother more, Am I not more thy son than he?
VANNOZZA
Not more.
CAESAR
Have I more Spaniard in me--less of thee? Did our Most Holiest father thrill thy womb With more Italian passion than brought forth Me?
VANNOZZA
Child, thine elder never was as thou - Spake never thus.
CAESAR
I doubt it not. But I, Mother, am not mine elder. He desires And he enjoys the life God gives him--God, The Pope our father, and thy sacred self, Mother beloved and hallowed. I desire More.
VANNOZZA
Thou wast ever sleepless as the wind - A child anhungered for thy time to be Man. See thy purple about thee. Art thou not Cardinal?
CAESAR
Ay; my father's eminence Set so the stamp on mine. I will not die Cardinal.
VANNOZZA
Caesar, wilt thou cleave my heart? Have I not loved thee?
CAESAR
Ay, fair mother--ay. Thou hast loved my father likewise. Dost thou love Giulia--the sweet Farnese--called the Fair In all the Roman streets that call thee Rose? And that bright babe Giovanni, whom our sire, Thy holy lord and hers, hath stamped at birth As duke of Nepi?
VANNOZZA
When thy sire begat Thee, sinful though he ever was--fierce, fell, Spaniard--I fear me, Jesus for his sins Bade Satan pass into him.
CAESAR
And fill thee full, Sweet sinless mother. Fear it not. Thou hast Children more loved of him and thee than me - Our bright Francesco, born to smile and sway, And her whose face makes pale the sun in heaven, Whose eyes outlaugh the splendour of the sea, Whose hair has all noon's wonders in its weft, Whose mouth is God's and Italy's one rose, Lucrezia.
VANNOZZA
Dost thou love them then? My child, How should not I then love thee?
CAESAR
God alone Knows. Was not God--the God of love, who bade His son be man because he hated man, And saw him scourged and hanging, and at last Forgave the sin wherewith he had stamped us, seeing So fair a full atonement--was not God Bridesman when Christ's crowned vicar took to bride My mother?
VANNOZZA
Speak not thou to me of God. I have sinned, I have sinned--I would I had died a nun, Cloistered!
CAESAR
VANNOZZA
Alas, my son!
CAESAR
Alas, my mother, sounds no sense for men - Rings but reverberate folly, whence resounds Returning laughter. Weep or smile on me, Thy sunshine or thy rainbow softens not The mortal earth wherein thou hast clad me. Nay, But rather would I see thee smile than weep, Mother. Thou art lovelier, smiling.
VANNOZZA
What is this Thou hast at heart to do? God's judgment hangs Above us. I that girdled thee in me As Mary girdled Jesus yet unborn - Thou dost believe it? A creedless heretic Thou art not?
CAESAR
I? God's vicar's child?
VANNOZZA
Be God Praised! I, then, I, thy mother, bid thee, pray, Pray thee but say what hungers in thy heart, And whither thou wouldst hurl the strenuous life That works within thee.
CAESAR
Whither? Am not I Hinge of the gate that opens heaven--that bids God open when my sire thrusts in the key - Cardinal? Canst thou dream I had rather be Duke?
Enter FRANCESCO
FRANCESCO
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