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Scene II
Interior of a Chapel, with painted Windows.
Enter Teresa.
Teresa. When first I entered this pure spot, forebodings
Press'd heavy on my heart: but as I knelt,
Such calm unwonted bliss possess'd my spirit,
A trance so cloudless, that those sounds, hard by,
Of trampling uproar fell upon mine ear 5
As alien and unnoticed as the rain-storm
Beats on the roof of some fair banquet-room,
While sweetest melodies are warbling——
Enter Valdez.
Valdez. Ye pitying saints, forgive a father's blindness,
And extricate us from this net of peril! 10
Teresa. Who wakes anew my fears, and speaks of peril?