Scene IV.--DON RODRIGO, CHIMÈNE, and ELVIRA.


_Don Rodrigo._ Well then, without giving you the trouble of pursuing me,
secure for yourself the honor of preventing me from living.

_Chimène._ Elvira, where are we, and what do I see? Rodrigo in my house!
Rodrigo before me!

_Don Rodrigo._ Spare not my blood; enjoy [_lit._ taste], without
resistance, the pleasure of my destruction and of your vengeance.

_Chimène._ Alas!

_Don Rodrigo._ Listen to me.

_Chimène._ I am dying.

_Don Rodrigo._ One moment.

_Chimène._ Go, let me die!

_Don Rodrigo._ Four words only; afterwards reply to me only with this
sword!

_Chimène._ What! still imbrued with the blood of my father!

_Don Rodrigo._ My Chimène.