Act,  scene

 1    1,   2|  exclaims: “God bless you!”—Oh, he dotes~Upon him! he’s
 2    2,   2|    Talking to myself.~Orgon~Oh! Very well. [Aside.] Her
 3    2,   2|    little word more.~Dorine~Oh, no, thanks. Not now.~Orgon~
 4    2,   3| talk such nonsense.~Mariane~Oh dear, Dorine you get in
 5    2,   3|     match!~Mister Tartuffe! Oh ho! No mean proposal!~Mister
 6    2,   3|   Is not a man to sneeze at—oh, by no means!~’Tis no small
 7    2,   3|    ears and high complexion—oh, my lud!~You’ll be too happy,
 8    2,   3|    him for husband.~Mariane~Oh dear! ...~Dorine~What joy
 9    2,   3|    handsome fellow!~Mariane~Oh, stop, I beg you; try to
10    2,   3|    your husband ...~Mariane~Oh, you’ll kill me. Please~
11    2,   3|   thank you kindly.~Mariane~Oh! Dorine, I beg you ...~Dorine~
12    2,   3|     you, after all.~Mariane~Oh, don’t you see, Dorine,
13    2,   4|    your acceptance.~Mariane~Oh, very well, sir! I shall
14    2,   4|    you had scorned?~Mariane~Oh, no, indeed! For my part,
15    2,   4|     if to go away.]~Mariane~Oh, very well then.~Valere [
16    2,   4|  But what’s the use?~Dorine~Oh, quick now, come along.
17    4,   3|   love from this obedience!~Oh, do not make me, by your
18    4,   3|    I beg you~Upon my knees, oh, save me from the torment~
19    4,   3| give him me, your daughter;~Oh, rather let a convent’s
20    4,   3|     him.~Elmire [to Dorine]~Oh no! A lover’s never hard
21    4,   4|     Why under there?~Elmire~Oh, dear! Do as I say;~I know