To plead my exculpation to the winds?
O Donna Anna, I call Heav’n to witness
’Twas not my negligence, but my ill star
That envied me such ill-deserved delight.
If it be otherwise,
Or even you suspect it otherwise,
Spurn me, not only now, but ever, from you.
Since better were it with a conscience clear
Rejected, than suspiciously received.
The Prince has kept me all the night with him