Tartuffe by Molière
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page 129 of 130 (99%)
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A long-drawn history of many volumes.
Our monarch--to resolve you in a word-- Detesting his ingratitude and baseness, Added this horror to his other crimes, And sent me hither under his direction To see his insolence out-top itself, And force him then to give you satisfaction. Your papers, which the traitor says are his, I am to take from him, and give you back; The deed of gift transferring your estate Our monarch's sovereign will makes null and void; And for the secret personal offence Your friend involved you in, he pardons you: Thus he rewards your recent zeal, displayed In helping to maintain his rights, and shows How well his heart, when it is least expected, Knows how to recompense a noble deed, And will not let true merit miss its due, Remembering always rather good than evil. DORINE Now Heaven be praised! MADAME PERNELLE At last I breathe again. ELMIRE A happy outcome! MARIANE |
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