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I represented to him that the sensible world
Would condemn this marriage,
That it would be found out of place.
My frankness made him insist all the more,
This marriage seemed to him matched by honor.
I was poor; but I was wise:
I appeared a good match to him.
His life perished with our assets in a shipwreck.
COme, come, courage.
To work, to work.
Come, come, courage.
To work, to work.
I know one more resource for you:
Melincour & Monsieur Candor
Were first cousins: go find him, my daughter;
Candor is an honest man, he loves his family.
I would not dare.
He will be the first...
Monsieur Candor has a beneficent soul,
All the Village loves to proclaim it;
But if we told him that I am his relative,
He could be humiliated by it.
Eh! yes, vanity often finds its account
In help for which one is not obligated;