The Cid by Pierre Corneille
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page 52 of 77 (67%)
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Scene II.--The INFANTA, CHIMÈNE, LEONORA, and ELVIRA. _Infanta._ I do not come here [vainly] to console thy sorrows; I come rather to mingle my sighs with thy tears. _Chimène._ Far rather take part in the universal rejoicings, and taste the happiness which heaven sends you, dear lady; no one but myself has a right to sigh. The danger from which Rodrigo has been able to rescue you, and the public safety which his arms restore to you, to me alone to-day still permit tears; he has saved the city, he has served his King, and his valiant arm is destructive only to myself. _Infanta._ My Chimène, it is true that he has wrought wonders. _Chimène._ Already this vexatious exclamation of joy [_lit._ noise] has reached [_lit._ struck] my ears, and I hear him everywhere proclaimed aloud as brave a warrior as he is an unfortunate lover. _Infanta._ What annoyance can the approving shouts of the people cause thee? This youthful Mars whom they praise has hitherto been able to please thee; he possessed thy heart; he lived under thy law; and to praise his valor is to honor thy choice. _Chimène._ Every one [else] can praise it with some justice; but for me his praise is a new punishment. They aggravate my grief by raising him so high. I see what I lose, when I see what he is worth. Ah! cruel tortures to the mind of a lover! The more I understand his worth, the |
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