| |
DAMIS, DORINE
Damis May lightning strike me dead this very instant, | |
| May I be everywhere proclaimed a scoundrel, | |
| If any reverence or power shall stop me, | |
| And if I dont do straightway something desperate! | |
| |
Dorine I beg you, moderate this towering passion; | 5 |
| Your father did but merely mention it. | |
| Not all things that are talked of turn to facts; | |
| The road is long, sometimes, from plans to acts. | |
| |
Damis No, I must end this paltry fellows plots, | |
| And he shall hear from me a truth or two. | 10 |
| |
Dorine So ho! Go slow now. Just you leave the fellow | |
| Your father tooin your step-mothers hands. | |
| She has some influence with this Tartuffe, | |
| He makes a point of heeding all she says, | |
| And I suspect that he is fond of her. | 15 |
| Would God twere true!Twould be the height of humour | |
| Now, she has sent for him, in your behalf, | |
| To sound him on this marriage, to find out | |
| What his ideas are, and to show him plainly | |
| What troubles he may cause, if he persists | 20 |
| In giving countenance to this design. | |
| His man says, hes at prayers, I mustnt see him, | |
| But likewise says, hell presently be down. | |
| So off with you, and let me wait for him. | |
| |
Damis I may be present at this interview. | 25 |
| |
Dorine No, no! They must be left alone. | |
| |
Damis I wont | |
| So much as speak to him. | |
| |
Dorine Go on! We know you | |
| And your high tantrums. Just the way to spoil things! | 30 |
| Be off. | |
| |
Damis No, I must seeIll keep my temper. | |
| |
Dorine Out on you, what a plague! Hes coming. Hide! | |
| |
(DAMIS goes and hides in the closet at the back of the stage.) | |
| |