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Tartuffe
Jean-Baptiste Poquelin Molière

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ORGON                                                               
Cease, I say.
I'm aware of your motive in this foray:
You all hate him, and now I see how my wife,
Children, and maid conspire against his life.
You impudently try every trick you can
To alienate me from this holy man,
But the harder you try to drive him away,
The harder I'll try to get him to stay.
And I'll hasten his marriage to Mariane
To demolish the pride of this whole clan.

DAMIS 
So you will force her to marry this fellow?

ORGON 
Yes, this very night, to see you bellow.
I defy you all, and stand here to say
I am the master and you must obey.
Come now. Retract your words, oh foul pollution!
Throw yourself down and demand absolution.

DAMIS 
Who, me? Of that villain, by whose pretense . . .

ORGON 
So you refuse, you scum, and your impertinence
Persists? [To TARTUFFE]  A stick! A staff! Don't hold me back.
[To his son] Get out of my house and don't even pack,
And never again let me see your face.

DAMIS 
Yes, I will go, but . . .

ORGON                         
Quickly! Leave this place.
I am cutting you off and what is worse
I am leaving you with my heart-felt curse.
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