“Ah, no—sire.”
“Nay, lady, a king is never told he lies.”
“I pray you, leave me.”
“I will leave with thee, lady.”
“With me!”
“Ah, if I were Ernani thou wouldst not start thus. Come, thou canst not know the wealth of love I have for thee.”
“And my honor, sire?”
“Thou shalt be honored by all the court.”
“And by myself, think you!”
“Thou wouldst sooner be honored by Ernani’s out-laws—thou lovest the robber.”