Comedy plays; French drama -- 17th century -- Translations into English
and yet
I could never forgive my own servility
If I kept loving one who abandoned me.
Mariane. What a noble, uplifting sentiment!
Valere. Quite so. Everyone should give it their assent.
What? Do you think that I should perpetuate
The flame of love that I have felt of late,
And see you pass into another's arms
Without letting my heart seek other charms?
Mariane. No, indeed. It's what I want, and I vow
I wish the thing were to happen right now.
Valere. You do?
Mariane. Yes.
Valere. That's enough insults from you,
Madam, and now I will bid you adieu.
[He starts to leave; each time he does so, he quickly comes back.]
Mariane. Very well.
Valere [coming back]. At least remember that you
Are the one who forced me down this avenue.
Mariane. Yes.
Valere. And that I am doing nothing more
Than following the path you took before.
Mariane. So be it.
Valere [leaving]. Fine. I'm doing what you want.
Mariane. Good.
Valere [returning again]. I'm leaving forever--not some short jaunt.
Mariane. The sooner the better.
[He begins to leave and, when he is near the door, he returns.]
Valere. Eh?
Mariane. What?
Valere. You called?
Mariane. Me? No.
Valere. Ah. Well then, I'll soon be abroad.
Adieu, madam. [He slowly starts to leave.]
Mariane. Adieu.
Dorine [to Mariane]. I think, perchance,
You've lost your mind through extravagance,
And I've only allowed you to go on
Like this to see what folly you might spawn.
Hey! Valere! [She grabs him by the arm and he makes a show of resistance.]
Valere. Huh? What do you want, Dorine?
Dorine. Come here.
Valere. No. I'm too mad. Don't intervene.
She wishes me to drain this bitter cup.
Dorine. Stop.
Valere. No, can't you see that my mind's made up?
Dorine. Ah!
Mariane [aside]. My presence pains him, I drive him away.
I think it would be best if I didn't stay.
Dorine [She leaves Valere and runs after Mariane]. Now where are you going?
Mariane. Let go.
Dorine. Then return.
Mariane. No, no, Dorine. It's none of your concern.
Valere [aside]. I see that my presence causes her pain;
It would be best if I freed her again.
Dorine [She leaves Mariane and runs to Valere].
Wait! May you both be damned if I want this mess!
Come here you two and settle this fracas.
[She pulls them both together.]
Valere [to Dorine]. But what's your plan?
Mariane [to Dorine]. What do you wish to do?
Dorine. To patch things up a bit between you two.
[To Valere]. Are you out of your mind to fight in this way?
Valere.
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