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5. Deux scènes de Molière p.18. (Tartuffe acte I
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29 avr. 2008 Tartuffe Acte I
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GT 1 : Les âmes damnées et les personnages machiavéliques au théâtre. Texte 1 : Le Tartuffe Acte IV
Qui voulez-vous mon père
Tartuffe dans leur bouche est une pièce qui offense la piété Elle est d'un bout à l'autre pleine d'abominations et l'on trouve rien qui ne mérite le feu Toutes les syllabes en sont impies ; les gestes même y sont criminels et le moindre coup d'oeil le moindre branlement de tête le moindre pas à droit[e] ou à gauche y cache des
Act I Scene I MADAME PERNELLE ELMIRE MARIANE DAMIS CLÉANTE DORINE FLIPOTE MME PERNELLE Come Flipote let’s be gone that I may get rid of them ELMIRE You walk so fast that one has much ado to follow you MME PERNELLE Stay daughter stay; come no farther; this is all needless ceremony ELMIRE
Thrust from his home like a beggarly louse. Monsieur, . . . Tartuffe. It is now, Monsieur, half past three: And you must excuse me for my absence. [ He leaves.] Cleante. Ah! Dorine [ to Cleante ]. Please, sir, help us help her, for pity's sake. Is the cause of all this awful grieving. Here he comes. Let's join forces, I beg you,
He states that a man can be pious while also being reasonable, but warns Orgon that Tartuffe is not that kind of man. In his speeches, Cléante displays the very type of reason that he praises. Using logical examples, clear language, and clear arguments, he attempts to construct a rational case against Tartuffe.
Orgon [ To Tartuffe ]. That's too much, brother. [ To his son ] Why can't you let go, Scoundrel? Damis. What! Have his words seduced you so . . . Orgon. Keep quiet, you bum! [ To Tartuffe ]. Brother, please arise. [ To his son ]. Shame! Damis. He can . . . Orgon. Silence! Damis. Damn! Do you surmise . . . Orgon.
Tartuffe [ pressing the tips of her fingers ]. Yes, madam, it's true; my devotion is such . . . Elmire. You're hurting me. Tartuffe. Passion pushes me too much. And I would rather . . . [ He puts his hand on her knee.] Elmire. Why is your hand there? Tartuffe. I'm feeling your dress. Such fine dimity! Elmire. Oh! Please let me go.