One lolls upon a bench,the other
Holds his lute tenderly within his arms,
I walk onJoses to get to you.
Do you know nothing?
Filippo
My garden is secluded,
My windows draped to shut out noise and folly,
Let not in these silly noises of the street;
öuch messangers find no entrance here.
Agostino
What has happened?
Ereole
The Duke has returned!
Agostino
Is that positive?
Ereole
I saw him with my own eyes.
Agostino
Do you hear this, Filippo?
Treole.)
Tell us more.
In the night,
Ercole
through which door no one knows, – unrecognized,
He entered his own city. And early in the morning
A rumor sweet the streets,
Which no one credited.Then more were heard;
That Mariscotti s nephew had fled,
That he himself lay in cbains. Yet every thing was still
With in the castle. The watch munted guard,
As usual, and from the towards, from the walls
Fresh news arrived; that from the South
Drawn up in endless line, the Roman troops approached,
That Caesar’s bow-men were camped about Faenza,
And that an army of horsemen grew,
Just as dust, arises from the highway,
And this on the road to Montese.
Then knew we that the five hundred sent out
Festerday by Mariscotti had perished
Although before this we'd been Reuspicious.