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 1    1,   6|        and false devotees;~And as true heroes never are the ones~
 2    1,   6|          deeds of honour,~Just so true devotees, whom we should
 3    1,   6|       difference ‘twixt false and true.~And as I find no kind of
 4    1,   6|         To be admired than men of true religion,~Nothing more noble
 5    1,   6|          Than is the holy zeal of true devoutness;~Just so I think
 6    1,   6|         one denies their claim to true religion;~Yet they’re no
 7    1,   6|           my kind of man, that is true living,~That is the pattern
 8    1,   6|         the happy day.~Orgon~’Tis true.~Cleante~Then why put off
 9    2,   2|        father, I protest it isn’t true!~Why should you make me
10    2,   2|          what they are.~For to be true is more than woman can,~
11    2,   2|         you, and I’m your father.~True, I had promised you to young
12    2,   4|       with Tartuffe.~Mariane~’Tis true my father has this plan
13    2,   4|        your heart~Has never known true love for me.~Mariane~Alas!~
14    3,   1|          of her.~Would God ’twere true!—‘Twould be the height of
15    3,   3|     better made.~Elmire~Yes, very true. But let us come to business.~
16    3,   7|           all my property.~A good true friend, my son-inlaw to
17    4,   1|           to be made!~Tell me—has true religion any maxim~That
18    4,   5|     scruples~Heaven forbids, ’tis true, some satisfactions;~But
19    5,   1|     imposture;~But do not rail at true devoutness, either;~And
20    5,   2|       arms against you?~Orgon~Too true, my son. It tortures me
21    5,   2|        down.~Cleante~Spoke like a true young man. Now just calm
22    5,   3|           him quite so far.~Orgon~True; yet what could I do? The
23    5,   7| discernment sees things clear and true;~His mind cannot too easily
24    5,   7|       even.~He honours and exalts true piety,~But knows the false,
25    5,   7|          betrayed himself,~And by true recompense of Heaven’s justice~
26    5,   7|      noble deed,~And will not let true merit miss its due,~Remembering