The Learned Women by Molière
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page 43 of 91 (47%)
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more than it seems. I do not know if every one is like me, but I
discover in it a hundred meanings. BEL. It is true that it says more than its size seems to imply. PHI. (_to_ TRISSOTIN). But when you wrote this charming _Will she, nill she_, did you yourself understand all its energy? Did you realise all that it tells us, and did you then think that you were writing something so witty? TRI. Ah! ah! ARM. I have likewise the _ingrate_ in my head; this ungrateful, unjust, uncivil fever that ill-treats people who entertain her. PHI. In short, both the stanzas are admirable. Let us come quickly to the triplets, I pray. ARM. Ah! once more, _will she, nill she_, I beg. TRI. _Will she, nill she, quick, out she goes!_ PHI., ARM. _and_ BEL. _Will she, nill she!_ TRI. _From your apartment richly lined._ PHI., ARM. _and_ BEL. _Rich apartment!_ TRI. _Where that ingrate's outrageous mind._ |
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