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SCENE I.—The Catacombs, showing long low-roofed aisles, in different directions, supported by thick pillars of the rough unhewn rock, with rude tombs and heaps of human bones, and the walls in many places lined with human skulls.

Enter, speaking to a , on whose arm he leans, and followed by.

One day and two bless'd nights, spent in acquiring Your heavenly lore, so powerful and sublime,— Oh! what an altered creature they have made me!

Yes, gentle son, I trust that thou art altered.

I am, methinks, like one who, with bent back And downward gaze—if such a one might be— Hath only known the boundless azure sky By the strait circle of reflected beauty, Seen in the watery gleam of some deep pit: Till of a sudden roused, he stands erect, And wondering looks aloft and all around On the bright sunny firmament:—like one (Granting again that such a one might be)