The Hangman:
[about to lead Mazzini, who has become a Duke, to the gallows]
Good morning, Your Grace. This won't take a moment. First, if Your Grace will pardon the liberty, I should like to read some verses composed by myself for use on these melancholy occasions. Your Grace permits?
Louis Mazzini:
- With pleasure.
The Hangman:
[Clears his throat]
My friend, reflect -
[Corrects himself awkwardly]
The Hangman:
Oh. Oh. Pardon. Your Grace, reflect: while yet of mortal breath some span, however short, is left to thee, / How brief the total span twixt birth and death, How long thy coming tenure of eternity. /
[Takes a deep breath and continues with ponderous emphasis on each syllable:]
The Hangman:
Your Grace, prepare -
[to his great disappointment, a messenger rushes into the cell and announces that new evidence has been discovered which exonerates Mazzini, and the execution is cancelled]
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