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A room in MICHAEL ANGELO'S house.
MICHAEL ANGELO. / Fled to Viterbo, the old Papal city / Where once an Emperor, humbled in his pride, / Held the Pope's stirrup, as his Holiness / Alighted from his mule! A fugitive / From Cardinal Caraffa's hate, who hurls / His thunders at the house of the Colonna, / With endless bitterness! -- Among the nuns / In Santa Catarina's convent hidden, / Herself in soul a nun! And now she chides me / For my too frequent letters, that disturb / Her meditations, and that hinder me / And keep me from my work; now graciously / She thanks me for the crucifix I sent her, / And says that she will keep it: with one hand / Inflicts a wound, and with the other heals it. / [Reading.