Act,  scene

 1    1,   1|       scoundrel.~Dorine~Besides, ’tis downright scandalous to
 2    1,   1|       home truths to all of you.~’Tis sin alone that moves his
 3    1,   1|     remarked one day~Most aptly, ’tis the Tower of Babylon,~Where
 4    1,   2|          to him; if he belches,~[’tis a servant speaking]2~Master
 5    1,   6|           of words to other men,~’Tis by their deeds alone they
 6    1,   6|       named the happy day.~Orgon~’Tis true.~Cleante~Then why put
 7    2,   2|             If I make bold, sir, ’tis for your own good.~Orgon~
 8    2,   2|         hold your tongue.~Dorine~’Tis love of you ...~Orgon~I
 9    2,   3|       sneeze at—oh, by no means!~’Tis no small luck to be his
10    2,   4|           with Tartuffe.~Mariane~’Tis true my father has this
11    2,   4|          any use.~Valere [aside]~’Tis clear the sight of me is
12    3,   3|           Madam, I am overjoyed.~’Tis sweet to find myself alone
13    3,   3|           how I take it,~I think ’tis my salvation that concerns
14    3,   3|          her finger tips]~Madam, ’tis so; and such is my devotion ...~
15    3,   3| completely yield my heart to it.~’Tis I must own, a great presumption
16    3,   4|   promised, do not you belie me.~’Tis not my way to make a public
17    3,   6|           Tartuffe]~Ah, brother, ’tis too much!~[To his son]~You’
18    3,   7|        bring upon you,~And think ’tis needful that I leave this
19    3,   7|          just to spite them all.~’Tis my delight to set them in
20    4,   3|         your advice most highly;~’Tis well thought out; no better
21    4,   4|           say must pass, because~’Tis only to convince you, as
22    4,   4|        his impudence.~But, since ’tis for your sake, to prove
23    4,   5|          all to myself?~Tartuffe~’Tis, past a doubt, the height
24    4,   5|         scruples~Heaven forbids, ’tis true, some satisfactions;~
25    4,   5|       things right with Heaven.~[’Tis a scoundrel speaking.]5~
26    4,   5|        will do no good.~Tartuffe~’Tis very trying.~Elmire~More
27    4,   5|         at lesser cost.~No doubt ’tis very hard to come to this;~’
28    4,   5|       very hard to come to this;~’Tis quite against my will I
29    4,   6|        Get back under the table; ’tis not time yet;~Wait till
30    5,   1|          vagabond, a beggar! ...~’Tis too much! No more pious
31    5,   2|      roundly with his insolence;~’Tis I must free you from him
32    5,   2|          you from him at a blow;~’Tis I, to set things right,
33    5,   3|        Madame Pernelle~In short, ’tis known too pure a zeal inflames
34    5,   4|       Pray, sir, don’t be angry.~’Tis nothing, sir, but just a
35    5,   6|    Mariane, Damis, Dorine~Valere~’Tis with regret, sir, that I
36    5,   7|           delayed its execution;~’Tis very fitting you should