{"id":64,"date":"2020-05-12T20:06:15","date_gmt":"2020-05-13T00:06:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.ryerson.ca\/tartuffe\/?post_type=chapter&p=64"},"modified":"2020-05-12T20:06:15","modified_gmt":"2020-05-13T00:06:15","slug":"scene-vi","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/chapter\/scene-vi\/","title":{"raw":"Scene VI","rendered":"Scene VI"},"content":{"raw":"
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ORGON, DAMIS, TARTUFFE<\/p>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\nORGON<\/span>\r\nJust Heaven! Can what I hear be credited?<\/span>\r\n\r\nTARTUFFE<\/span>\r\nYes, brother, I am wicked, I am guilty,<\/span>\r\nA miserable sinner, steeped in evil,<\/span>\r\nThe greatest criminal that ever lived.<\/span>\r\nEach moment of my life is stained with soilures;<\/span>\r\nAnd all is but a mass of crime and filth;<\/span>\r\nHeaven, for my punishment, I see it plainly,<\/span>\r\nWould mortify me now. Whatever wrong<\/span>\r\nThey find to charge me with, I'll not deny it<\/span>\r\nBut guard against the pride of self-defence.<\/span>\r\nBelieve their stories, arm your wrath against me,<\/span>\r\nAnd drive me like a villain from your house;<\/span>\r\nI cannot have so great a share of shame<\/span>\r\nBut what I have deserved a greater still.<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON (to his son)<\/span>\r\nYou miscreant, can you dare, with such a falsehood,<\/span>\r\nTo try to stain the whiteness of his virtue?<\/span>\r\n\r\nDAMIS<\/span>\r\nWhat! The feigned meekness of this hypocrite<\/span>\r\nMakes you discredit . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON<\/span>\r\nSilence, cursed plague!<\/span>\r\n\r\nTARTUFFE<\/span>\r\nAh! Let him speak; you chide him wrongfully;<\/span>\r\nYou'd do far better to believe his tales.<\/span>\r\nWhy favour me so much in such a matter?<\/span>\r\nHow can you know of what I'm capable?<\/span>\r\nAnd should you trust my outward semblance, brother,<\/span>\r\nOr judge therefrom that I'm the better man?<\/span>\r\nNo, no; you let appearances deceive you;<\/span>\r\nI'm anything but what I'm thought to be,<\/span>\r\nAlas! and though all men believe me godly,<\/span>\r\nThe simple truth is, I'm a worthless creature.<\/span>\r\n\r\n(To Damis)<\/span>\r\nYes, my dear son, say on, and call me traitor,<\/span>\r\nAbandoned scoundrel, thief, and murderer;<\/span>\r\nHeap on me names yet more detestable,<\/span>\r\nAnd I shall not gainsay you; I've deserved them;<\/span>\r\nI'll bear this ignominy on my knees,<\/span>\r\nTo expiate in shame the crimes I've done.<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON (to Tartuffe)<\/span>\r\nAh, brother, 'tis too much!<\/span>\r\n\r\n(To his son)<\/span>\r\nYou'll not relent,<\/span>\r\nYou blackguard?<\/span>\r\n\r\nDAMIS<\/span>\r\nWhat! His talk can so deceive you . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON<\/span>\r\nSilence, you scoundrel!<\/span>\r\n\r\n(To Tartuffe)<\/span>\r\nBrother, rise, I beg you.<\/span>\r\n\r\n(To his son)<\/span>\r\nInfamous villain!<\/span>\r\n\r\nDAMIS<\/span>\r\nCan he . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON<\/span>\r\nSilence!<\/span>\r\n\r\nDAMIS<\/span>\r\nWhat . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON<\/span>\r\nAnother word, I'll break your every bone.<\/span>\r\n\r\nTARTUFFE<\/span>\r\nBrother, in God's name, don't be angry with him!<\/span>\r\nI'd rather bear myself the bitterest torture<\/span>\r\nThan have him get a scratch on my account.<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON (to his son)<\/span>\r\nUngrateful monster!<\/span>\r\n\r\nTARTUFFE<\/span>\r\nStop. Upon my knees<\/span>\r\nI beg you pardon him . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON (throwing himself on his knees too, and embracing Tartuffe)<\/span>\r\nAlas! How can you?<\/span>\r\n\r\n(To his son)<\/span>\r\nVillain! Behold his goodness!<\/span>\r\n\r\nDAMIS<\/span>\r\nSo . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON<\/span>\r\nBe still.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDAMIS<\/span>\r\nWhat! I . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON<\/span>\r\nBe still, I say. I know your motives<\/span>\r\nFor this attack. You hate him, all of you;<\/span>\r\nWife, children, servants, all let loose upon him,<\/span>\r\nYou have recourse to every shameful trick<\/span>\r\nTo drive this godly man out of my house;<\/span>\r\nThe more you strive to rid yourselves of him,<\/span>\r\nThe more I'll strive to make him stay with me;<\/span>\r\nI'll have him straightway married to my daughter,<\/span>\r\nJust to confound the pride of all of you.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDAMIS<\/span>\r\nWhat! Will you force her to accept his hand?<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON<\/span>\r\nYes, and this very evening, to enrage you,<\/span>\r\nYoung rascal! Ah! I'll brave you all, and show you<\/span>\r\nThat I'm the master, and must be obeyed.<\/span>\r\nNow, down upon your knees this instant, rogue,<\/span>\r\nAnd take back what you said, and ask his pardon.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDAMIS<\/span>\r\nWho? I? Ask pardon of that cheating scoundrel . . .\u00a0?<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON<\/span>\r\nDo you resist, you beggar, and insult him?<\/span>\r\nA cudgel, here! a cudgel!<\/span>\r\n\r\n(To Tartuffe)<\/span>\r\nDon't restrain me.<\/span>\r\n\r\n(To his son)<\/span>\r\nOff with you! Leave my house this instant, sirrah,<\/span>\r\nAnd never dare set foot in it again.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDAMIS<\/span>\r\nYes, I will leave your house, but . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nORGON<\/span>\r\nLeave it quickly.<\/span>\r\nYou reprobate, I disinherit you,<\/span>\r\nAnd give you, too, my curse into the bargain.<\/span>","rendered":"

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ORGON, DAMIS, TARTUFFE<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

ORGON<\/span>
\nJust Heaven! Can what I hear be credited?<\/span><\/p>\n

TARTUFFE<\/span>
\nYes, brother, I am wicked, I am guilty,<\/span>
\nA miserable sinner, steeped in evil,<\/span>
\nThe greatest criminal that ever lived.<\/span>
\nEach moment of my life is stained with soilures;<\/span>
\nAnd all is but a mass of crime and filth;<\/span>
\nHeaven, for my punishment, I see it plainly,<\/span>
\nWould mortify me now. Whatever wrong<\/span>
\nThey find to charge me with, I’ll not deny it<\/span>
\nBut guard against the pride of self-defence.<\/span>
\nBelieve their stories, arm your wrath against me,<\/span>
\nAnd drive me like a villain from your house;<\/span>
\nI cannot have so great a share of shame<\/span>
\nBut what I have deserved a greater still.<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON (to his son)<\/span>
\nYou miscreant, can you dare, with such a falsehood,<\/span>
\nTo try to stain the whiteness of his virtue?<\/span><\/p>\n

DAMIS<\/span>
\nWhat! The feigned meekness of this hypocrite<\/span>
\nMakes you discredit . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON<\/span>
\nSilence, cursed plague!<\/span><\/p>\n

TARTUFFE<\/span>
\nAh! Let him speak; you chide him wrongfully;<\/span>
\nYou’d do far better to believe his tales.<\/span>
\nWhy favour me so much in such a matter?<\/span>
\nHow can you know of what I’m capable?<\/span>
\nAnd should you trust my outward semblance, brother,<\/span>
\nOr judge therefrom that I’m the better man?<\/span>
\nNo, no; you let appearances deceive you;<\/span>
\nI’m anything but what I’m thought to be,<\/span>
\nAlas! and though all men believe me godly,<\/span>
\nThe simple truth is, I’m a worthless creature.<\/span><\/p>\n

(To Damis)<\/span>
\nYes, my dear son, say on, and call me traitor,<\/span>
\nAbandoned scoundrel, thief, and murderer;<\/span>
\nHeap on me names yet more detestable,<\/span>
\nAnd I shall not gainsay you; I’ve deserved them;<\/span>
\nI’ll bear this ignominy on my knees,<\/span>
\nTo expiate in shame the crimes I’ve done.<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON (to Tartuffe)<\/span>
\nAh, brother, ’tis too much!<\/span><\/p>\n

(To his son)<\/span>
\nYou’ll not relent,<\/span>
\nYou blackguard?<\/span><\/p>\n

DAMIS<\/span>
\nWhat! His talk can so deceive you . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON<\/span>
\nSilence, you scoundrel!<\/span><\/p>\n

(To Tartuffe)<\/span>
\nBrother, rise, I beg you.<\/span><\/p>\n

(To his son)<\/span>
\nInfamous villain!<\/span><\/p>\n

DAMIS<\/span>
\nCan he . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON<\/span>
\nSilence!<\/span><\/p>\n

DAMIS<\/span>
\nWhat . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON<\/span>
\nAnother word, I’ll break your every bone.<\/span><\/p>\n

TARTUFFE<\/span>
\nBrother, in God’s name, don’t be angry with him!<\/span>
\nI’d rather bear myself the bitterest torture<\/span>
\nThan have him get a scratch on my account.<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON (to his son)<\/span>
\nUngrateful monster!<\/span><\/p>\n

TARTUFFE<\/span>
\nStop. Upon my knees<\/span>
\nI beg you pardon him . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON (throwing himself on his knees too, and embracing Tartuffe)<\/span>
\nAlas! How can you?<\/span><\/p>\n

(To his son)<\/span>
\nVillain! Behold his goodness!<\/span><\/p>\n

DAMIS<\/span>
\nSo . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON<\/span>
\nBe still.<\/span><\/p>\n

DAMIS<\/span>
\nWhat! I . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON<\/span>
\nBe still, I say. I know your motives<\/span>
\nFor this attack. You hate him, all of you;<\/span>
\nWife, children, servants, all let loose upon him,<\/span>
\nYou have recourse to every shameful trick<\/span>
\nTo drive this godly man out of my house;<\/span>
\nThe more you strive to rid yourselves of him,<\/span>
\nThe more I’ll strive to make him stay with me;<\/span>
\nI’ll have him straightway married to my daughter,<\/span>
\nJust to confound the pride of all of you.<\/span><\/p>\n

DAMIS<\/span>
\nWhat! Will you force her to accept his hand?<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON<\/span>
\nYes, and this very evening, to enrage you,<\/span>
\nYoung rascal! Ah! I’ll brave you all, and show you<\/span>
\nThat I’m the master, and must be obeyed.<\/span>
\nNow, down upon your knees this instant, rogue,<\/span>
\nAnd take back what you said, and ask his pardon.<\/span><\/p>\n

DAMIS<\/span>
\nWho? I? Ask pardon of that cheating scoundrel . . .\u00a0?<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON<\/span>
\nDo you resist, you beggar, and insult him?<\/span>
\nA cudgel, here! a cudgel!<\/span><\/p>\n

(To Tartuffe)<\/span>
\nDon’t restrain me.<\/span><\/p>\n

(To his son)<\/span>
\nOff with you! Leave my house this instant, sirrah,<\/span>
\nAnd never dare set foot in it again.<\/span><\/p>\n

DAMIS<\/span>
\nYes, I will leave your house, but . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

ORGON<\/span>
\nLeave it quickly.<\/span>
\nYou reprobate, I disinherit you,<\/span>
\nAnd give you, too, my curse into the bargain.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"menu_order":6,"template":"","meta":{"pb_show_title":"on","pb_short_title":"","pb_subtitle":"","pb_authors":[],"pb_section_license":""},"chapter-type":[],"contributor":[],"license":[],"class_list":["post-64","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"part":44,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/64","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/64\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":65,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/64\/revisions\/65"}],"part":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/parts\/44"}],"metadata":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/64\/metadata\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=64"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"chapter-type","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapter-type?post=64"},{"taxonomy":"contributor","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/contributor?post=64"},{"taxonomy":"license","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/license?post=64"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}