E’en yet is unatoned. My heart beats high—
—Oh, welcome, welcome! thou art Procida,
Th’ Avenger, the Deliverer!
Pro. Call me so,
When my great task is done. Yet who can tell
If the return’d be welcome? Many a heart
Is changed since last we met.
Vit. Why dost thou gaze,
With such a still and solemn earnestness,
Upon my alter’d mien?