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Thou hast not stirred abroad?

Only to vespers;

You said I might do that with good Brigitta

I never go forth or come in alone.

That's well. I grieve that thou should'st live so close,

But if thou knewest what poison's in the air,

What evil walks the streets, how innocence

Is a temptation, beauty but a bait

For desperate desires— No man, I hope,

Has spoken to thee?

Only one.

Ha! who?

I know not. 'T was against my will.

You gave

No answer?

No, I fled.

He followed you?

A gracious lady gave me kind protection,

And bade her train guard me safe home. Oh, father,