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SCENE IX.
Carravagio and Teresa.CARRAVAGIO.
Let us, Teresa, summon up the house;
Send for the count, and, with some speedy justice,
Avenge this matchless sacrilegious sin.
TERESA.
As yet my lady, sir, has not complain'd:
'Tis true we have her tears and sorrow seen;
But still we know not well what has been done;—
She may be vex'd and yet not greatly rue.
CARRAVAGIO.
You do her wrong, you do her wrong, Teresa.
To such a lofty and majestic mind,
The very utt'rance of her direful taint,
Will be as when the soul forsakes the frame.
TERESA.
See where she comes!
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How solemn and august!
Like Juno stepping from the throne of Jove.
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