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scene from "le misanthrope".
Patience forsakes me, and my mettled anger
Would fight mankind!
Would fight mankind!
philinte.
Nay, in good sooth, I pray you
Put by these whims. You cannot mend the world.
And, since you love the truth, I'll tell you plainly
This folly draws great ridicule upon you;
This battling 'gainst the fashions of the times
Makes you the common laughing-stock.
Put by these whims. You cannot mend the world.
And, since you love the truth, I'll tell you plainly
This folly draws great ridicule upon you;
This battling 'gainst the fashions of the times
Makes you the common laughing-stock.
AlCESTE.
By Heaven,
So much the better! Still, so much the better!
'Tis all I ask! My heart rejoices at it.
'Tis a good sign. So hateful is mankind,
That I should weep were men to count me wise.
So much the better! Still, so much the better!
'Tis all I ask! My heart rejoices at it.
'Tis a good sign. So hateful is mankind,
That I should weep were men to count me wise.
philinte.
Yours is a bitter grudge 'gainst human nature!
alceste.
I have conceived for it an utter hatred.
