Mentioned his jealousy, but never who
Had been the happy lover, he concluded,
Concealed amongst his premises; 't is true,
His mind the more o'er this its mystery brooded;
To speak of Inez now were, one may say,
Like throwing Juan in Alfonso's way.
CLXXVIII.
A hint, in tender cases, is enough;
Silence is best: besides, there is a tact[80]—
(That modern phrase appears to me sad stuff,