leave).

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Monsieur Philosopher, Gentlemen! Monsieur
Philosopher! Gentlemen! Monsieur Philosopher! Oh! Fight as much as
you like. I don't know what to do, and I'll not spoil my robe to
separate you. I would be a fool to go among them and receive some
damaging blow.


ACT TWO

SCENE IV (Philosophy Master, Monsieur Jourdain)

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: (Straightening the collar that indicates he is a
Philosopher) Now to our lesson.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Oh! Sir, I am distressed by the blows they gave
you.

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: It's nothing. A philosopher knows how to take
these things and I'll compose a satire against them, in the style
of Juvenal, which will fix them nicely. Let it be. What would you
like to learn?

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Everything I can, for I have every desire in the
world to be educated, and I'm furious that my father and mother did
not make me study all the sciences when I was young.

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: This is a reasonable sentiment. Nam sine
doctrina vita est quasi mortis imago. You understand that, and you