Charles Heron Wall - The Impostures of Scapin (Act 2 Scene 7) lyrics

LÉANDRE, OCTAVE, SCAPIN. LEA Ah! my dear Scapin, I pray you to help me. SCA (rising and pa**ing proudly before LÉANDRE). Ah! my dear Scapin! I am my dear Scapin, now that I am wanted. LEA I will forgive you all that you confessed just now, and more also. SCA No, no; forgive me nothing; run your sword through and through my body. I should be perfectly satisfied if you were to k** me. LEA I beseech you rather to give me life by serving my love. SCA Nay, nay; better k** me. LEA You are too dear to me for that. I beg of you to make use for me of that wonderful genius of yours which can conquer everything. SCA Certainly not. k** me, I tell you. LEA Ah! for mercy's sake, don't think of that now, but try to give me the help I ask. OCT Scapin, you must do something to help him. SCA How can I after such abuse? LEA I beseech you to forget my outburst of temper, and to make use of your sk** for me. OCT I add my entreaties to his. SCA I cannot forget such an insult. OCT You must not give way to resentment, Scapin. LEA Could you forsake me, Scapin, in this cruel extremity? SCA To come all of a sudden and insult me like that. LEA I was wrong, I acknowledge. SCA To call me scoundrel, knave, infamous wretch! LEA I am really very sorry. SCA To wish to send your sword through my body! LEA I ask you to forgive me, with all my heart; and if you want to see me at your feet, I beseech you, kneeling, not to give me up. OCT Scapin, you cannot resist that? SCA Well, get up, and another time remember not to be so hasty. LEA Will you try to act for me? SCA I will see. LEA But you know that time presses. SCA Don't be anxious. How much is it you want? LEA Five hundred crowns. SCA You? OCT Two hundred pistoles. SCA I must extract this money from your respective fathers' pockets. (To OCTAVE) As far as yours is concerned, my plan is all ready. (To LÉANDRE) And as for yours, although he is the greatest miser imaginable, we shall find it easier still; for you know that he is not blessed with too much intellect, and I look upon him as a man who will believe anything. This cannot offend you; there is not a suspicion of a resemblance between him and you; and you know what the world thinks, that he is your father only in name. LEA Gently, Scapin. SCA Besides, what does it matter? But, Mr. Octave, I see your father coming. Let us begin by him, since he is the first to cross our path. Vanish both of you; (to OCTAVE) and you, please, tell Silvestre to come quickly, and take his part in the affair.