The Jealousy of le Barbouillé: (La Jalousie du Barbouillé)Molière
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The Jealousy of le Barbouillé: (La Jalousie du Barbouillé)
Molière
French drama -- 17th century -- Translations into English; Molière, 1622-1673 -- Translations into English
VILL. You must know, sir, that ...
DOC. You are an ignoramus, an unlearned man, ignorant of all good
rules; an ass, in plain English. What! you begin a discourse without a
word of exordium! Some one else must tell me what happened; will you,
young lady, tell me the particulars of all this noise?
ANG. Do you see here my fat rascal, my wine-barrel of a husband ...
DOC. Gently, if you please, speak with respect of your husband when
you are under the nose of a doctor like me.
ANG. Ah! I should just think so, doctor! I care little for you or your
doctrine, and I am a doctor whenever I please.
DOC. You, a doctor when you please. A nice doctor you make. You seem
to me to do much as you wish.... But, I say, tell me the subject of
your uproar.
BAR. Sir, your honour ...
DOC. You begin well. "Your honour!" this word has something flattering
to the ear, something full of magniloquence; "your honour!"
BAR. According to my will.
DOC. Quite right.... "According to my will!" the will speaks of a
wish, the wish presupposes means to come to one's ends, and the end
presupposes an object. It is well said, "according to my will!"
BAR. I am bursting with rage.
DOC. Cut out this word "bursting." It is a low, vulgar expression.
BAR. But, doctor, listen to me for mercy's sake.
DOC. _Audi, quæso_, would Cæsar have said.[7]
BAR. Seize her, or don't seize her, you will listen to me or I will
break your doctoral neck! What the devil do you mean by all this?
(LE BARBOUILLÉ, ANGÉLIQUE, GORGIBUS, CATHAU, VILLEBREQUIN, _wish
to explain the cause of the quarrel; the_ DOCTOR _explains that
peace is a fine thing. They all talk together, and make a dreadful
noise. In the midst of all this_, LE BARBOUILLÉ _ties the_ DOCTOR
_by the legs with a rope, throws him down on his back, and drags
him away; the_ DOCTOR _goes on talking all the time, and counts
all his arguments on his fingers, as if he were not on the
ground._)
GOR. Now, my daughter, go back to your home and live in peace with
your husband.
VILL. Your servant; good night.
(_Exeunt_ VILLEBREQUIN, GORGIBUS, _and_ ANGÉLIQUE.)
SCENE VII.--VALÈRE, LA VALLÉE.
VAL. I am extremely obliged to you, sir, for the trouble you have
taken, and I promise you that in about an hour's time I shall be at
the place of rendezvous you give me.
LA VAL. It cannot be put off so long, in a quarter of an hour the ball
will be over, and you will miss the pleasure of meeting there the
person you love.
VAL. Let us go together then.
(_Exeunt_ VALÈRE _and_ LA VALLÉE.)
SCENE VIII.--ANGÉLIQUE (_alone_).
While my husband is absent, I will just go round to a ball given by
one of our neighbours. I shall be back before him, for he is somewhere
drinking; he will not even know that I am gone out. The wretched knave
always leaves me alone at home, as if I were his dog. (_Exit_ ANGÉLIQUE.)
SCENE IX.--LE BARBOUILLÉ.
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