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`` Ah , '' said Viola , humbled and yet rejoiced , `` forgive me , forgive me , signor . Thou biddest the young live and the old pray . My thoughts never shall wrong thee more ! '' Before the sun rose , Beatrice was out of danger ; at noon Zanoni escaped from the blessings of the aged pair , and as he closed the door of the house , he found Viola awaiting him without . She stood before him timidly , her hands crossed meekly on her bosom , her downcast eyes swimming with tears . `` Do not let me be the only one you leave unhappy ! '' `` And what cure can the herbs and anodynes effect for thee ?