The queen of loveliness, to every eye
That seeks you in its homage!
Teresa.
Hush! Matilda—
Waste not your idle praises.
Matilda.
I will keep them
For other ears. But should I not be proud
To deck you for your nuptials?
Teresa (shuddering.)
The queen of loveliness, to every eye
That seeks you in its homage!
Teresa.
Hush! Matilda—
Waste not your idle praises.
Matilda.
I will keep them
For other ears. But should I not be proud
To deck you for your nuptials?
Teresa (shuddering.)