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Filippo
I do not know him.
Beatrice
Thou art forgetful! You know him!
You saw him on the same day, when you
Met me for the first time —at the same moment.
He was with me, Rosina, my sister,
And Vittorino...
Filippo
( Jghtly)
who is in love with you,
Beatrice
Look, that he forget not.
Filippo
(Distrait)
Your brother let himself
Be levied?
Beatrice
No, he went of his own accord
There assemble all
To the gate of St. Vitale.
Yes, he is one of those,
those who of themselves enlist.
Who called out: Death to Borgia! He is wild!
Filippo
Many tears must have been shed in your home?
Beatrice
Who should weep? My mother never
Loved Franceo; my sister rejoices rather
Now that she can do just as she chooses.
Filippo
And thou?
Beatrice
'Tis his wish to go, why should I keep?
Filippo
And your father?