Isabel came in, worn from weeping
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Isabel entrou no jardim; a pobre menina tinha velado toda a noite, e o seu rosto parecia conservar ainda os traços de algumas dessas lágrimas ardentes que escaldam o seio e requeimam as faces.
Isabel enters the garden — she had kept vigil all night, and her face still seemed to bear the traces of burning tears.
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