Scene from "le misanthrope".
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To play the belle, and that her false complexion
Is shocking to her neighbours?
Is shocking to her neighbours?
alceste.
Certainly.
PHILINtE.
To Dorilas that he is tiresome,
And that he wearies every ear at court
Telling of his valour and ancestral glories?
And that he wearies every ear at court
Telling of his valour and ancestral glories?
ALCESTE.
'Tis well.
PHILINTE.
You jest!
ALCESTE.
I do not jest. Henceforth
Will I spare none. Mine eyes too deep are wounded.
Both court and city feed my growing spleen.
Grief occupies my soul and deep disgust,
When I behold the untruthful ways of men.
Flattery, injustice, treachery, and deceit
Are universal. Out! I'm weary of it;
Will I spare none. Mine eyes too deep are wounded.
Both court and city feed my growing spleen.
Grief occupies my soul and deep disgust,
When I behold the untruthful ways of men.
Flattery, injustice, treachery, and deceit
Are universal. Out! I'm weary of it;
