m life as much as we
can. Once we pass under the black shadow, Goodbye to wine, our
loves; Let us drink while we can, One cannot drink forever. Let
fools speculate On the true happiness of life. Our philosophy Puts
it among the wine-pots. Possessions, knowledge and glory Hardly
make us forget troubling cares, And it is only with good drink That
one can be happy. Come on then, wine for all, pour, boys, pour,
Pour, keep on pouring, until they say, "Enough."

DORIMENE: I don't believe it's possible to sing better, and that is
positively beautiful.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: I see something here, Madame, yet more
beautiful.

DORIMENE: Aha! Monsieur Jourdain is more gallant than I thought.

DORANTE: What! Madame, what did you take Monsieur Jourdain for?

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: I would like for her to take me at my word.

DORIMENE: Again!

DORANTE: You don't know him.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: She may know me whenever it pleases her.

DORIMENE: Oh! I am overwhelmed.

DORANTE: He is a man who is always ready with a repartee. But don't
you see that Monsieur Jourdain, Madame, eats all the pieces of food
you have touched?

DORIMENE: I am captivated by Monsieur Jourdain...

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: If I could captivate your heart, I would be...

ACT FOUR

SCENE II (Madame Jourdain, Monsieur Jourdain, Dorimene, Dorante,
Musicians, Lackeys)

MADAME JOURDAIN: Aha! I find good company here, and I see that I
was not expected. Was it for this pretty affair, Monsieur Husband,
that you were so eager to send me to dinner at my sister's? I just
saw stage decorations downstairs, and here I see a banquet fit for
a wedding. That is how you spend your money, and this is how you
entertain the ladies in my absence, and you give them music and
entertainment while sending me on my way.

DORANTE: What are you saying, Madame Jourdain? And what fantasies
are you getting into your head that your husband spends his money,
and that it is he who is giving this entertainment to Madame?
Please know that it is I; that he only lends me his house, and that
you ought to think more about the things you say.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Yes, what impertinence. It is the Count who
presents all this to Madame, who is a person of quality. He does me
the honor of using my house and of wishing me to be with him.

MADAME JOURDAIN: All that's nonsense. I know what I know.

DORANTE: Come Madame Jourdain, put on better glasses.

MADAME JOURDAIN: I don't need glasses, si