Curtis Hidden Page - Tartuffe; Or, the Hypocrite (Act 4 Scene 7) lyrics

SCENE VII TARTUFFE, ELMIRE, ORGON TARTUFFE (not seeing Orgon) All things conspire toward my satisfaction, Madam, I've searched the whole apartment through. There's no one here; and now my ravished soul … ORGON (stopping him) Softly! You are too eager in your amours; You needn't be so pa**ionate. Ah ha! My holy man! You want to put it on me! How is your soul abandoned to temptation! Marry my daughter, eh?—and want my wife, too? I doubted long enough if this was earnest, Expecting all the time the tone would change; But now the proof's been carried far enough; I'm satisfied, and ask no more, for my part. ELMIRE (to Tartuffe) 'Twas quite against my character to play This part; but I was forced to treat you so. TARTUFFE What? You believe … ? ORGON Come, now, no protestations. Get out from here, and make no fuss about it. TARTUFFE But my intent … ORGON That talk is out of season. You leave my house this instant. TARTUFFE You're the one To leave it, you who play the master here! This house belongs to me, I'll have you know, And show you plainly it's no use to turn To these low tricks, to pick a quarrel with me, And that you can't insult me at your pleasure, For I have wherewith to confound your lies, Avenge offended Heaven, and compel Those to repent who talk to me of leaving.