The Diversion
Act II
[Scene 2]
19Enter Quiñones the page
                                       
                                          Quiñones 
                                       
                        My master Don Antonio
                        is arriving with two pilgrims.
                                    
Enter Don Antonio, Cardenio, Torrente and Muñoz
                                       
                                          Don Antonio 
                                       
                        Were your pious intentions955
                                       
                        an excuse for the harshness
                        of avoiding us?
                                    
                                       
                                          Cardenio 
                                       
                        Yes señor, but I would be happy
                        for this debt to be paid off
                        in instalments, and if possible960
                                       
                        after my pilgrimage,
                        from which I cannot be excused.
                                    
                                       
                                          Don Antonio 
                                       
                        Fulfilling my wishes
                        easily lets you off.
                                    
                                       
                                          Cardenio 
                                       
                        Is this my lady and my cousin?965
                                       
                                    
                                       
                                          Don Antonio 
                                       
                        The very same.
                                    
                                       
                                          Cardenio 
                                       
                        Oh my lady,
                        you are a precious archive
                        where beauty’s greatest treasure is stored.
                        Do not deny me these feet,970
                                       
                        since I do not deserve those hands.
                                    
                                       
                                          Dorotea 
                                       
                        
                                       [aside]
                             These are very courteous pilgrims!
                                    
                                       
                                          Don Antonio 
                                       
                        Do not overdo the courtesy, dear cousin—
                        my sister is ignorant of the matter.
                                    
                                       
                                          Marcela 
                                       
                        May I know your name señor,
                        so I may afford you due respect?
                                    
                                       
                                          Cardenio 
                                       
                        Your cousin don Silvestre de Almendárez,980
                                       
                        shortly to be your husband.
                                    
                                       
                                          Marcela 
                                       
                        I will proceed quite differently
                        with such a celebrated guest.
                        I must give you my arms,
                        not my feet, dear cousin.985
                                       
                                    
                                       
                                          Muñoz 
                                       
                        
                                       [aside]
                             I vouch these beginnings are sickly sweet
                        rather than affectionate!
                                    
                                       
                                          Cardenio 
                                       
                        It is as if the hurricane
                        could not thwart our fleet,
                        nor the rough, rebellious sea divert our course,990
                                       
                        and as if my poor ship was not split
                        from mainmast to keel,
                        since I have arrived in such a port
                        and set foot on such a shore.
                        My riches were not consumed995
                                       
                        by the waters that swallowed them
                        since, by leaving me your goodness,
                        they have left me wealthier.
                        Today my fortunes swell
                        since, with new life and being,1000
                                       
                        I, a pilgrim, come to see
                        the image of your beauty.
                                    
Enter Ocaña
                                       
                                          Ocaña 
                                       
                        My customary sadness
                        might perhaps attain some portion
                        of this common happiness.1005
                                       
                        From here I wish to look at you,
                        if you, the bitter impediment
                        of my misfortune,
                        the sum and all the parts
                        of my well-being1010
                                       
                        will let yourself be looked at.
                        Standing in this corner,
                        like some luckless lackey,
                        perhaps I will see
                        some resurrection1015
                                       
                        of my dead ambition.
                                    
                                       
                                          Marcela 
                                       
                        The greatest and most feared misfortune
                        is to lose one’s life.
                                    
                                       
                                          Don Antonio 
                                       
                        Greater is to lose one’s honour.
                                    
                                       
                                          Marcela 
                                       
                        It is true, and since you come1020
                                       
                        with life and honour, cousin,
                        you would do badly to feel bad
                        about the bad that I esteem as good.
                        And by arriving here you must agree
                        that you have found shelter in a port1025
                                       
                        where you will restore the fortune
                        cast into the ever-greedy sea.
                                    
                                       
                                          Cardenio 
                                       
                        Were I to be your husband
                        my good fortune would be assured.
                                    
                                       
                                          Torrente 
                                       
                        Are you a maiden of this house?1030
                                       
                                    
                                       
                                          Cristina 
                                       
                        No, of the street.
                                    
                                       
                                          Torrente 
                                       
                        Surely not.
                        That figure is worthy of a palace.
                        Do you serve here?
                                    
                                       
                                          Cristina 
                                       
                        It seems I am well-served.1035
                                       
                                    
                                       
                                          Torrente 
                                       
                        That was a sharp riposte
                                    
                                       
                                          Ocaña 
                                       
                        Stay silent, my pretty.
                        Keep your lips sealed,
                        for you are already lost.
                                    
                                       
                                          Torrente 
                                       
                        What is your name?1040
                                       
                                    
                                       
                                          Cristina 
                                       
                        Cristina.
                                    
                                       
                                          Torrente 
                                       
                        How sweet, but to come to my point,
                        do you like lying down?
                                    
                                       
                                          Torrente 
                                       
                        Señora, as you see,
                        I am a creole from Peru,
                        though I am drawn towards Burgundy.1050
                                       
                                    
                                       
                                          Don Antonio 
                                       
                        You must rest, dear cousin,
                        and afterwards I should like to know
                        of the welfare of my aunt,
                        your father and my uncle.
                                    
                                       
                                          Ocaña 
                                       
                        Treacherous pilgrim,1055
                                       
                        how you look at her!
                        Oh, false woman,
                        how you keep pouring on the sauce
                        to please his tastes!
                                    
                                       
                                          Torrente 
                                       
                        Would to God I had never come,1060
                                       
                        or, since I am here, that I had never loved,
                        or that, since I loved, love had shown itself
                        not hard as steel but soft as wax…
                                    
                                       
                                          Cardenio 
                                       
                        Your cards and presents
                        were deposited in the sea.1065
                                       
                                    
                                       
                                          Ocaña 
                                       
                        My heart is in my mouth.
                        I am about to die!
                                    
                                       
                                          Torrente 
                                       
                        …or that this warrior kitchen-maid
                        did not fire such sharp arrows
                        from out of the two suns1070
                                       
                        set in her beautiful face,
                        or was less lovely and more human…
                                    
                                       
                                          Marcela 
                                       
                        Go in, señor, where you can
                        change into some decent clothes.
                                    
                                       
                                          Cardenio 
                                       
                        My promise to God does not allow that favour.1075
                                       
                                    
                                       
                                          Muñoz 
                                       
                        
                                       [aside]
                            His tempest does not seem to be a fake!
                        I do not, therefore, expect calm after the storm,
                        but a much more serious shipwreck.
                                    
                                       
                                          Cardenio 
                                       
                        I am temporarily unable to change my clothes.
                        The storm has brought about this poverty.1080
                                       
                                    
                                       
                                          Torrente 
                                       
                        …Oh Love, restorer of life,
                        cure the anxieties of my soul,
                        which I cannot fit into a poem.
                                    
                                       
                                          Don Antonio 
                                       
                        If your pilgrim’s plan were not so pious
                        I would have someone else perform it.1085
                                       
                                    
Exeunt Marcela, Don Antonio, Dorotea, Cristina, Quiñones 22 and Cardenio.
Muñoz, Torrente and Ocaña remain on stage
                                       
                                          Muñoz 
                                       
                        Don’t speak to me, brother Torrente.
                        Someone may be listening,
                        and I feel that staying silent
                        is the healthiest course of action.
                                    
Exit Muñoz