Don Garcia of Navarre by Molière
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GARC. Come, come, speak, I give you leave. LOP. My Lord, your words have told me differently; and since my news may displease you, I shall know for the future how to remain silent. GARC. Without further reply, I wish to know your secret. LOP. Your commands must be obeyed; but, my Lord, duty forbids me to explain such a secret in this place. Let us go hence, and I shall communicate it to you; without taking anything lightly for granted, you yourself shall judge what you ought to think of it. ACT III. SCENE I.--DONNA ELVIRA, ELIZA. ELV. What say you, Eliza, to this unaccountable weakness in the heart of a Princess? What do you say when you see me so quickly forego my desire for revenge, and, in spite of so much publicity, weakly and shamefully pardon so cruel an outrage. EL. I say, Madam, that an insult from a man we love is doubtless very difficult to bear; but if there be none which makes us sooner angry, so there is none which we sooner pardon. If the man we love is guilty, and |
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