Act,  scene

1    3,   3|       things from your perfect goodness,~And nothing from my own
2    3,   3|    worthless slave,~If in your goodness you will give me comfort~
3    3,   4| overheard it all;~And Heaven’s goodness must have brought me there~
4    3,   6|       son]~Villain! Behold his goodness!~Damis~So ...~Orgon~Be still.~
5    4,   5|      how little I deserve~Your goodness, doubt the fortunes of my
6    5,   8|       joy to thank him for his goodness shown;~And this first duty