Scene II.—The Garden of Donna Anna’s House.
Donna Anna and Elvira at a window. Dawn.
Elv. Yet once more to the window?
Anna. Oh Elvira,
For the last time! now undeceived to know
How much deceived I was!
Alas, until I find myself despised,
Methought I was desired, till hated, loved;
Was ’t not enough to know himself beloved,
Without insulting her who told him so?