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CLEANTE, TARTUFFE
CLEANTE / Yes, it's become the talk of all the town, / And make a stir that's scarcely to your credit; / And I have met you, sir, most opportunely, / To tell you in a word my frank opinion. / Not to sift out this scandal to the bottom, / Suppose the worst for us -- suppose Damis / Acted the traitor, and accused you falsely; / Should not a Christian pardon this offence, / And stifle in his heart all wish for vengeance? / Should you permit that, for your petty quarrel, / A son be driven from his father's house? / I tell you yet again, and tell you frankly, / Everyone, high or low, is scandalised; / If you'll take my advice, you'll make it up, / And not push matters to extremities. / Make sacrifice to God of your resentment; / Restore the son to favour with his father.