Act,  scene

1    1,   1|   ones who slander us, I’m thinking.~Those whose own conduct’
2    2,   2|  word; I’ll take it out in thinking.~Orgon~Think all you please;
3    3,   3| heart to flee your beauty,~Thinking it was a bar to my salvation.~
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