Le Bourgeois Gentilhomme;The Middle-Class Gentleman by Molière
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ALL THREE: A heart, under the domination of love, Is always with a thousand cares oppressed. It is said that we gladly languish, gladly sigh; But, despite what can be said, There is nothing so sweet as our liberty! FIRST MAN: There is nothing so sweet as the loving fires That make two hearts beat as one. One cannot live without amorous desires; Take love from life, you take away the pleasures. SECOND MAN: It would be sweet to submit to love's rule, If one could find faithful love, But, alas! oh cruel rule! No faithful shepherdess is to be seen, And that inconstant sex, much too unworthy, Must renounce love eternally. FIRST MAN: Pleasing ardor! WOMAN: Happy liberty! SECOND MAN: Deceitful woman! FIRST MAN: How precious you are to me! WOMAN: How you please my heart! SECOND MAN: How horrible you are to me! FIRST MAN: Ah, leave, for love, that mortal hate! WOMAN: We can, we can show you a faithful shepherdess! |
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