The Infanta asked her heart if she would laugh or cry.
"Keep silent, daughter! hearken! What sweet song do you
hear?
Is it a heavenly angel, or siren of the sea?"
"It is no heavenly angel's song, or siren's magic voice,
But Nillo, the Count Nillo, who comes to marry me."
"Who speaks of the Count Nillo, who dares to breathe his
name?
That traitor who defied me, and whom I have exiled."
"The fault is mine alone; I could not live without him,