|Jean Baptiste Poquelin Molière (16221673). Tartuffe.|
The Harvard Classics. 190914.
ORGON, MADAME PERNELLE, ELMIRE, CLÉANTE, MARIANE, DAMIS, DORINE
Well, mother, am I right or am I not?
|This writ may help you now to judge the matter.|
|Or dont you see his treason even yet?|
Im all amazed, befuddled, and beflustered!
Dorine (to ORGON)
You are quite wrong, you have no right to blame him;
|This action only proves his good intentions.|
|Love for his neighbour makes his virtue perfect;|
|And knowing money is a root of evil,|
|In Christian charity, hed take away|
|Whatever things may hinder your salvation.|| 10|
Be still. You always need to have that told you.
Cléante (to ORGON)
Come, let us see what course you are to follow.
Go and expose his bold ingratitude.
|Such action must invalidate the contract;|
|His perfidy must now appear too black|| 15|
|To bring him the success that he expects.|