‘That comment on the story.—Come!
‘Teresa.
‘Dear father—
‘What must I tell you?
‘Veniero.
‘O, that innocent look!
‘Well, I’ll unfold the secret, and list thou!
‘Thou hast thrown off the garb of joyous girlhood,
‘And donned a statelier one. A riper rose
‘Deepens upon thy cheek. Thine eye can flash