Volume 183302
England and the English / by Edward Lytton Bulwer.
- Edward Bulwer-Lytton
- Date:
- 1833
Licence: Public Domain Mark
Credit: England and the English / by Edward Lytton Bulwer. Source: Wellcome Collection.
100/370 page 84
![Marina. Ah, he is dying! Jacopo Foscart. Now, I’m ready— My eyes swim strangely—where ’s the door? Marina. Away ! Let me support him—my best love! Oh, God! How faintly beats this heart—this pulse ! Jacopo FoscaRI. The light Is it the light ?—I am faint. [ Officer presents him with water. OFFICER. He will be better, Perhaps, in the air. Jacopo FoscaRl. I doubt not. Father—wife— Your hands ! . MaRINA. There’s death in that damp clammy clasp. Oh, God !—My Foscari, how fare you? Jacopo Foscanrl. Well! [He dies. — He dies; but where? In Venice—in the light of that beloved sky—in the air of that de- licious climate! Hedies; but when? At the moment he is about to leave that climate, that sky, for ever! He might have said with an- other and a less glorious patriot of a later age, “* 1] mio cadavere almeno non cadra fra braccia](https://iiif.wellcomecollection.org/image/b33029362_0002_0100.jp2/full/800%2C/0/default.jpg)
