drigo._ Chimene, who would have said----?

_Chimene._ That our happiness was so near, and would so soon be ruined?

_Don Rodrigo._ And that so near the haven, contrary to all appearances
[_or_, expectation], a storm so sudden should shatter our hopes?

_Chimene._ O deadly griefs!

_Don Rodrigo._ O vain regrets!

_Chimene._ Go, then, again [I beseech thee]; I can listen to thee no
more.

_Don Rodrigo._ Adieu! I go to drag along a lingering life, until it be
torn from me by thy pursuit.

_Chimene._ If I obtain my purpose, I pledge to thee my faith to exist
not a moment after thee. Adieu! Go hence, and, above all, take good care
that you are not observed. [_Exit Don Rodrigo._]

_Elvira._ Dear lady, whatever sorrows heaven sends us----

_Chimene._ Trouble me no more; let me sigh. I seek for silence and the
night in order to weep.

Scene V.--DON DIEGO.

Never do we experience [_lit._ taste] perfect joy. Our most fortunate
successes are mingled with sadness; always some cares, [even] in the
[successful] events, mar the serenity of our satisfaction. In the midst
of happiness my soul feels their pang: I float in joy, and I tremble
with fear. I have seen [lying] dead the enemy who had insulted me, yet I
am unable to find [_lit._ see] the hand which has avenged me. I exert
myself in vain, and with a useless anxiety. Feeble [_lit._ broken down;
_or_, shattered] though I am, I traverse all the city; this slight
degree of vigor, that my advanced years have left me, expends itself
fruitlessly in seeking this conqueror. At every moment, at all places,
in a night so dark, I think that I embrace him, and I embrace only a
shadow; and my love, beguiled by this deceitful object, forms for itself
suspicions which redouble my fear. I do not discover any traces of his
flight. I fear the dead Count's friends and retinue; their number
terrifies me, and confounds my reason. Rodrigo lives no more, or
breathes in prison! Just heavens! do I still deceive myself with a
shadow only [_lit._ an appearance], or do I see, at last, my only hope?
It is he; I doubt it no more. My prayers are heard, my fear is
dispelled, and my trouble ended.

Scene VI.--DON DIEGO and DON RODRIGO.

_Don Diego._ Rodrigo at last heaven permits that I should behold thee!

_Don Rodrigo._ Alas!

_Don Diego._ Mingle not sighs with my joy; let me take breath in order
to praise thee. My valor has no reason to disown thee; thou hast w