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<title>#93 &#8212; Armande from The Learned Ladies by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;Oh dear, you crave such squalid satisfactions! 
How can you choose to play a petty role, 
Dull and domestic, and content your soul 
With joys no loftier than keeping house 
And raising brats, and pampering a spouse? 
Let common natures, vulgarly inclined, 
Concern themselves with trifles of that kind. 
Aspire&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#1965 &#8212; Geronimo from The Forced Marraige by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;If we take fifty-two from sixty -four, we get twelve; five years you spent in Holland, seventeen; seven years spent in England, twentyfour; eight years in Rome, thirtytwo, and if to thirty twowe add your age when we first became acquainted, wee have exactly fifty two.  So that, Mr. Sganarelle&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#3294 &#8212; ALCESTE: from The Misanthrope by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;No, madam, there is no need for a stick, but only a heart less yielding and less melting at their love-tales. I am aware that your good looks accompany you, go where you will; but your reception retains those whom your eyes attract; and that gentleness, accorded to those who&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#3436 &#8212; Mascarille from The Bungler by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;Hush, my good nature, you haven't a grain of sense, 
And I'll no longer hear your arguments. 
It's you, my anger, that I'll listen to. 
Am I obliged forever to undo 
The blunders of a clod?  I should resign. 
That fool's spoiled too many schemes of mine. 
And yet, let's&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#3762 &#8212; Enrique from The School for Wives by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;As soon as I saw you, before anyone could tell me, I should have known you. I recognise in your face the features of your lovely sister, whom marriage made mine in former days. Happy should I have been if cruel fate had permitted me to bring back that faithful&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#3845 &#8212; ALCESTE from The Misanthrope by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;No, madam, there is no need for a stick, but only a heart less yielding and less melting at their love-tales. I am aware that your good looks accompany you, go where you will; but your reception retains those whom your eyes attract; and that gentleness, accorded to those who&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#1581 &#8212; Sosia from Amphitryon by Jean-Babtiste Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;Who goes there? [Listens] My fear increases every minute! Gentlemen, you see in me a friend of the whole world. Ah! what boldness in me to walk about at this time of the night! My master, all covered with glory as he is, plays me here but a wretched trick&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#2222 &#8212; Don Juan from Don Juan by Jean-Baptiste Poquelin Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;What! Would you have a man bind himself to the first girl he falls in love with, say farewell to the world for her sake, and have no eyes for anyone else? A fine thing, to be sure, to pride oneself upon the false honour of being faithful, to lose&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#1564 &#8212; SGANARELLE from THE DOCTOR IN SPITE OF HIMSELF by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;SGANARELLE: No, I tell you; they made a doctor of me in spite of myself. I had never dreamt of being so learned as that, and all my studies came to an end in the lowest form. I can't imagine what put that whim into their heads; but when I&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#1823 &#8212; MADELEINE from THE PRETENTIOUS YOUNG LADIES by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;MADELEINE: Good heavens! If everybody was like you a love-story would soon be over. Matrimony ought never to happen till after other adventures. A lover, to be agreeable, must understand how to utter fine sentiments, to breathe soft, tender, and passionate vows; his courtship must be according to the rules&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#787 &#8212; Dorina from Tartuffe by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;Her case is nothing, though, beside her son's! 
To see him, you would say he's ten times worse! 
His conduct in our late unpleasantness [1] 
Had won him much esteem, and proved his courage 
In service of his king; but now he's like 
A man besotted, since he's been so&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#2296 &#8212; Mascarille from The Bungler by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;I fear I lack the eloquence and strength 
To praise your deed with proper force length  
My tongue is powerless to describe the bold  
Exploit which I was privileged to behold, 
And the workings of a wit which can “contrive  
Fine schemes as well as any man alive.” 
I wish&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#1440 &#8212; Armande from The Learned Ladies by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;Good Lord, your mind's in such a low estate 
that you are telling me you choose this fate? 
In household's prison, asking to be locked 
with spouse and screaming babies? Well, I'm shocked. 
My dear, you must give up this foolish goal. 
Through knowledge you will elevate your soul 
And&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#2731 &#8212; Alceste from The Misanthrope by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;No, madam, there is no need for a stick, but only a heart less yielding and less melting at their love-tales. I am aware that your good looks accompany you, go where you will; but your reception retains those whom your eyes attract; and that gentleness, accorded to those who&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#1530 &#8212; Alcestes from The Misanthrope by Jean-Baptiste Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;Alceste. Do not jest. This is no time for laughing. Blush rather, you have cause to do so; and I have undeniable proofs of your treachery. This is what the agitations of my mind prognosticated; it was not without cause that my love took alarm; by these frequent suspicions, which&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#1437 &#8212; Celimene from The Misanthrope by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;Poor silly woman, and the dreariest company! When she comes to visit me, I suffer from martyrdom; one has to rack one's brain perpetually to find out what to say to her; and the impossibility of her expressing her thoughts allows the conversation to drop every minute. In vain you&#8230;&quot;</description>
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<title>#512 &#8212; Agnes from the School for Wives by Moliere</title>
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<description>&quot;As I was sitting sewing on the balcony, 
I raised my eyes and saw, beneath that very tree, 
A handsome, fine young man, who, seeing me up there, 
Bowed most respectfully, and with a courtly air. 
I wanted to be civil, that was my concern, 
So I made a respectful&#8230;&quot;</description>
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