He is a senator, Jacopo; and he thinks not of suffering he does not feel." "Art thou not wrong, old man, to accuse him who hath been born in affluence of hardness of heart, merely that he doth not feel the misery thou would'st avoid, too, were it in thy power?
Thou hast thy gondola and nets, with health and the cunning of thy art, and in that art thou happier than he who hath neither; would'st thou forget thy skill, and share thy little stock with the beggar of San Marco, that your fortunes might be equal ?" "There may be truth in what thou sayest of our labor and our means, but when it comes to our young, nature is the same in both.

I see no reason why the son of the patrician should go free and the child of the fisherman be sold to blood.

Have not the senators enough of happiness in their riches and greatness, that they rob me of my son ?" "Thou knowest, Antonio, the state must be served, and were its officers to go into the palaces in quest of hardy mariners for the fleet, would they, think you, find them that would honor the winged lion in the hour of his need?
Thy old arm is muscular, and thy leg steady on the water, and they seek those who, like thee, have been trained to the seas." "Thou should'st have said, also, and thy old breast is scarred.

Before thy birth, Jacopo, I went against the infidel, and my blood was shed, like water, for the state.

But they have forgotten it, while there are rich marbles raised in the churches, which speak of what the nobles did, who came unharmed from the same wars." "I have heard my father say as much," returned the Bravo, gloomily, and speaking in an altered voice.