Doña Sol: Are you mad?
Hernani: He saved my life at Aragon. I gave
My word of honour I would kill myself
When he desired.
[He raises the phial to his lips, but his wife wrests it from him.
Doña Sol (to her guardian): Why do you desire
To kill my husband?
Don Ruy Gomez: I have sworn no man
Shall marry you but me. I keep my oath!
[With a wild gesture Doña Sol drinks half of the poison, and hands Hernani the rest.
Doña Sol: You are two cruel men. Drink, Hernani,
And let us go to sleep!
Hernani (emptying the phial): Kiss me, my sweet.
It is our bridal night.
Doña Sol (falling beside him on the ground): Fold me, my love,
Close in your arms. [They die.
Don Ruy Gomez: Oh, I am a lost soul!