The Impostures of Scapin by Molière
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want me to marry; and although I am not cruel, I wish the sea would
swallow her up, or drive her hence forever. Do not weep, then, dear Hyacintha, for your tears kill me, and I cannot see them without feeling pierced to the heart. HYA. Since you wish it, I will dry my tears, and I will wait without fear for what Heaven shall decide. OCT. Heaven will be favourable to us. HYA. It cannot be against us if you are faithful. OCT. I certainly shall be so. HYA. Then I shall be happy. SCA. (_aside_). She is not so bad, after all, and I think her pretty enough. OCT. (_showing_ SCAPIN). Here is a man who, if he would, could be of the greatest help to us in all our trouble. SCA. I have sworn with many oaths never more to meddle with anything. But if you both entreat me very much, I might.... OCT. Ah! if entreaties will obtain your help, I beseech you with all my heart to steer our bark. SCA. (_to_ HYACINTHA). And you, have you anything to say? |
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