EVE OF SAN-PIETRO. A TALE. IN THREE VOLUMES. Ruin from man is most conceal'd when near, You've wrong'd me all, and on you all-but hold- VOL. II. OVID'S EPISTLES, LONDON: PRINTED FOR T. CADELL AND W. DAVIES, STRAND; BY I, GOLD, SHOE-LANE, FLEET-STREET, 1804, Rave Book Dir Room Sexten 1.10.56 96388 THE EVE OF SAN-PIETRO. CHAP. I. "All piaces, that the eye of Heaven visits, There is no virtue like necessity." SHAKESPEARE. FROM a quiet slumber of three hours, Viola was awakened by the burning rays of the sun darting full upon her face. She arose from her couch, refreshed both in body and mind, and most anxious for the arrival of the Marchese, that she might get over, as soon as possible, the dreaded meeting VOL. II. B with |