Act,  scene

 1    1,   1|      specious veil of haughty virtue~She’d hide the weakness
 2    1,   2|       with a hundred masks of virtue,~Gets money from him all
 3    1,   6|    they’re no braggadocios of virtue,~They do not make insufferable
 4    2,   2| scandal’s sure to come of it!~Virtue is at the mercy of the fates,~
 5    2,   2| However great your daughter’s virtue, sir,~His destiny is sure
 6    3,   6|    stain the whiteness of his virtue?~Damis~What! The feigned
 7    4,   3|     to make a loud to-do.~Our virtue should, I think, be gentle-natured;~
 8    4,   3|     kind of honour!~I like my virtue not to be a vixen,~And I
 9    4,   3|      say then, to your man of virtue?~Orgon~Why, then, I’d say ...
10    5,   1|    mere infidels;~Distinguish virtue from its counterfeit,~Don’
11    5,   3|    when you were little:~That virtue here below is hated ever;~
12    5,   4| henceforth lord and master~By virtue of a contract here attached,~
13    5,   5|       his neighbour makes his virtue perfect;~And knowing money
14    5,   8|       heart may now return~To virtue, hate his vice, reform his