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PIETRO.

Like one who hath been near unearthly things.

[Exeunt.

SCENE IV.

The Garden.

Enter the Countess and Sophera.

SOPHERA (speaking as they enter).

And look, I pray, how sweet and fresh and fragrant

The dewy morning is. There, o'er our heads
The birds conven'd like busy gossips sit,
Trimming their speckled feathers. In the thick
And tufted herbage, with a humming noise
Stirs many a new-waked thing; amongst the grass
Beetles, and lady-birds, and lizards glide,
Showing their shining coats like tinted gold.

COUNTESS.

Yes, all things, in a sunny morn like this,

That social being have and fellowship
With others of their kind, begin the day
Gladly and actively. Ah! how wakes he,
His day of lonesome silence to begin,
Who, of all social intercourse bereft,