[[125]]
ever more] evermore Remorse.
After [136]
I am chill and weary! Yon rude bench of stone,
In that dark angle, the sole resting-place!
But the self-approving mind is its own light,
And Life's best warmth still radiates from the heart
Where love sits brooding, and an honest purpose.
Enter Teresa. [Retires out of sight.
Corr. in MS. III, Remorse.
Stage-direction affixed to [136] and 136-9 erased in MS. III: om. Remorse.
Between [136] and 137:
I am chill and weary, &c. . . . honest purpose.
Enter Teresa with a taper.