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TARTUFFE, ELMIRE, ORGON
Tartuffe (not seeing ORGON) All things conspire toward my satisfaction, | |
| Madam, Ive searched the whole apartment through. | |
| Theres no one here; and now my ravished soul
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Orgon (stopping him) Softly! You are too eager in your amours; | |
| You neednt be so passionate. Ah ha! | 5 |
| My holy man! You want to put it on me! | |
| How is your soul abandoned to temptation! | |
| Marry my daughter, eh?and want my wife, too? | |
| I doubted long enough if this was earnest, | |
| Expecting all the time the tone would change; | 10 |
| But now the proofs been carried far enough; | |
| Im satisfied, and ask no more, for my part. | |
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Elmire (to TARTUFFE) Twas quite against my character to play | |
| This part; but I was forced to treat you so. | |
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Tartuffe What? You believe
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Orgon Come, now, no protestations. | |
| Get out from here, and make no fuss about it. | |
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Tartuffe But my intent
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Orgon That talk is out of season. | |
| You leave my house this instant. | 20 |
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Tartuffe Youre the one | |
| To leave it, you who play the master here! | |
| This house belongs to me, Ill have you know, | |
| And show you plainly its no use to turn | |
| To these low tricks, to pick a quarrel with me, | 25 |
| And that you cant insult me at your pleasure, | |
| For I have wherewith to confound your lies, | |
| Avenge offended Heaven, and compel | |
| Those to repent who talk to me of leaving. | |
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