Chapter CX
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"Wife o'mine, Dame Xiména. praise God who made us all. Dame Sol and Dame Elvíra, my girls to you I say, From your marriage in all honor shall we increase alway. But that I did not begin it, the truth now understand; My lord Alfonso sought you and stately made demand With such firm will, I wist not how to deny the thing. And I put you both, my daughters, in the keeping of the King. Know that he giveth you to wed, and that I am not the man."
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The Lay of the CidChapter CX
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