SCENE II.

SCENE III.

SCENE IV.

THE STONE GUEST.

LEPORELLO.

O statua gentilissima

Del gran Commendatore!...

Ah, Padrone!

Don Giovanni

SCENE I.

DON JUAN AND LEPORELLO.

DON JUAN. Here we'll await the night. - And so at last

We've reached the portals of Madrid, and soon

Along the well-known streets shall I be flitting,

Mustache and brows concealed by cloak and hat.

What think you? Could I e'er be recognized?

LEPORELLO. Ah, sure 'tis hard to recognize Don Juan!

There are so many like him.

DON JUAN. - Do you jest?

Well, who will recognize me?

LEPORELLO. - Why, the first

Watchman you meet, or gypsy or drunk fiddler,

Or your own kind - some saucy cavalier,

With flowing cloak and sword under his arm.

DON JUAN. What matter, if I'm recognized! Provided

I meet not with the king himself, I fear

No other soul in all Madrid beside.

LEPORELLO. To-morrow it will reach the king's own ear

That Don Juan is in Madrid again,

Without authority returned from exile.

And then what will he do?

DON JUAN. - He'll send me back.

Dear me, they won't cut off my head, you know.

No crime have I committed 'gainst the State!

He sent me off for very love of me,

In order that the murdered man's relations

Might cease to worry me.

LEPORELLO. - Just so, just so!