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[...]"This, thy Fiesco"-ah, could you but share my feelings!-"will free Genoa from its tyrants!" ARABELLA (astonished). And could this dream haunt a woman's mind even at the nuptial shrine? LEONORA. Yes, my Arabella, -well mayest thou be astonished-to the bride it came, even in the joy of the bridal hour (more animated). I am a woman, but I feel the nobleness of my blood. I cannot bear to see these proud Dorias thus overtop our family. The good old Andreas-it is a pleasure to esteem him. He may indeed, unenvied, bear the ducal dignity; but Gianettino is his nephew-his heir-and Gianettino has a proud and wicked heart. Genoa trembles before him, and Fiesco (much affected)- Fiesco-weep with me, damsels!-loves his sister. ARABELLA. Alas, my wretched mistress! LEONORA. Go now, and see this demi-god of the Genoese-amid the[...].