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And sharper in the teeth. I wonder much

She leaves Faenza, knowing her Manfredi

So general a lover.

She leaves Faenza.

So they say,—to-morrow

Rides to Bologna to her grim old father,

Giovanni Bentivoglio.

To complain

Of her hot-blooded husband?

Nay, I know not;

Enough, she goes, and—fair dame as she is—

A murrain go with her, say I. There never

Was good time in Faenza, since she came

To spoil sport with her jealousy. Manfredi

Will be himself again when she is hence.

Hush! here she comes—

With that misshapen imp,

Bertuccio. Gibing devil! I shall thrust

My dagger down his throat, one of these days!

Call him a jester? He laughs vitriol!

Spares nothing; cracks his random scurrile quips

Upon my master, great Lorenzo's self.