Act,  scene

 1    1,   1|  polite attentions.~Elmire~We’re only paying what is due
 2    1,   1|           Madame Pernelle~You’re a servant wench, my girl,
 3    1,   1|           Madame Pernelle~You’re a fool, my boy—f, o, o,
 4    1,   1|        his little sister!~You’re all demureness, butter wouldn’
 5    1,   2|     She’d surely tell you you’re too “good” by half,~And
 6    1,   3|       Elmire [to Cleante]~You’re very lucky to have missed
 7    1,   6|       do not know the man you’re speaking of.~Cleante~Since
 8    1,   6|     mad, I think! Or else~You’re making sport of me, with
 9    1,   6|      heaven sees my heart.~We’re not the dupes of all your
10    1,   6|       true religion;~Yet they’re no braggadocios of virtue,~
11    1,   6|  fashioned on this model;~You’re quite sincere in boasting
12    1,   6| boasting of his zeal;~But you’re deceived, I think, by false
13    2,   1|     fit to hide in.~There! We’re all right now. Mariane,
14    2,   2| credit it.~Dorine~No, no, you’re telling us a fairly tale!~
15    2,   2|      your own good.~Orgon~You’re too officious; pray you,
16    2,   3|  yourself, not him;~Since you’re the one for whom the thing
17    2,   4|   that’s evident;~And now you’re snatching at a trifling
18    2,   4|     for me.~Mariane~Alas!~You’re free to think so, if you
19    2,   4|     may well believe.~When we’re forgotten by a woman’s heart,~
20    3,   3|     your recovery.~Elmire~You’re too solicitous on my behalf.~
21    3,   3|      Tartuffe~I know that you’re too good and generous,~That
22    4,   3|     can see~Things, when they’re plain as noses on folks’
23    4,   3|      folks’ faces,~I know you’re partial to my rascal son,~
24    4,   4|      leave off as soon as you’re convinced,~And things shall
25    4,   5|       it happened,~And now we’re on an even safer footing.~
26    4,   5|  footing.~The high esteem you’re held in, laid the storm;~
27    4,   5|   easily~Removed. With me you’re sure of secrecy,~And there’
28    4,   7|    this instant.~Tartuffe~You’re the one~To leave it, you
29    5,   3|  yours is flouted.~Cleante~We’re wasting time here in the
30    5,   7|        There traitor! Now you’re ...~