Act,  scene

 1    1,   1|   she can’t help herself.~As long as she could capture men’
 2    2,   2|      bring you every joy you long for;~’Twill be all steeped
 3    2,   3|  Come back. I can’t be angry long.~I must take pity on you,
 4    3,   1|   turn to facts;~The road is long, sometimes, from plans to
 5    3,   4|  pride has triumphed all too long~Over my righteous anger,
 6    3,   4|   family.~The rascal all too long has ruled my father,~And
 7    4,   3|   Your error has endured too long already,~And quite too long
 8    4,   3|  long already,~And quite too long you’ve branded me a liar.~
 9    4,   4| hears you.~Orgon~I’m going a long way to humour you,~I must
10    4,   5|  pours through all my senses~Long draughts of suavity ineffable.~
11    4,   7|      my wife, too?~I doubted long enough if this was earnest,~
12    5,   4|  Loyal~All of your house has long been dear to me;~I had the
13    5,   4|   court’s decree.~Damis~Your long black gown may well, before
14    5,   6|   flight.~The villain who so long imposed upon you,~Found
15    5,   7|    The Officer~Yes, I’ve too long delayed its execution;~’