The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow in six volumes |
 |
 | 1. |
| 2. |
| 3. |
| 4. |
| 5. |
| 6. |
|
|
| 1. |
| 1. |
| 2. |
| 3. |
| 1. |
Scene I.
|
| 2. |
| 3. |
| 4. |
| 5. |
| 2. |
| 3. |
 | The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |  |
Scene I.
—A richly furnished apartment in the Palace of Cardinal Ippolito. Night.Jacopo Nardi, an old man, alone.
NARDI.
I am bewildered. These Numidian slaves,
In strange attire; these endless antechambers;
This lighted hall, with all its golden splendors,
Pictures, and statues! Can this be the dwelling
Of a disciple of that lowly Man
Who had not where to lay his head? These statues
Are not of Saints; nor is this a Madonna,
This lovely face, that with such tender eyes
Looks down upon me from the painted canvas.
My heart begins to fail me. What can he
Who lives in boundless luxury at Rome
Care for the imperilled liberties of Florence,
Her people, her Republic? Ah, the rich
Feel not the pangs of banishment. All doors
Are open to them, and all hands extended.
The poor alone are outcasts; they who risked
All they possessed for liberty, and lost;
And wander through the world without a friend,
Sick, comfortless, distressed, unknown, uncared for.
| The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | |