Tartuffe; Or, the Hypocrite (Act 4 Scene 2) lyrics
by Molière
SCENE II
ELMIRE, MARIANE, CLEANTE, DORINE
DORINE
(to Cleante)
Sir, we beg you
To help us all you can in her behalf;
She's suffering almost more than heart can bear;
This match her father means to make to-night
Drives her each moment to despair. He's coming.
Let us unite our efforts now, we beg you,
And try by strength or skill to change his purpose.