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In an obscure state, Rosine has a high soul;
And I tell her often, as a truth,
I like it much better to see her return to the house,
And carrying nimbly on her head a sheaf,
Than to see her adorned, to her confusion,
With expensive finery and a superb dress.
Her brilliance would disturb our sweet union.
Money poorly acquired is always a shortfall.
Rosine is rich enough with a good reputation.
I prefer her struggles to her shame as a means of support.
Can one think so well in such a low state!
One cannot seduce them; one must therefore buy them.
DOLIVAL, calling Rustaut who crosses the stage.
Rustaut, Rustaut, listen; stop.
No, soon it is the hour for our people's dinner;