Lucile (1770) - Page 10 - Source Library

SCENE IV.

The same, DORVAL the Elder.

TIMANTE.

Ah! Good day!

DORVAL the Elder, in a dressing gown.

Good day, my friend.

TIMANTE.

How are you?

DORVAL the Elder.

I have slept well.

Sleep is so sweet when the soul is without a cloud!
Well, my children, are you
In agreement, quite sure of one another?
Timante, they have their turn; we have had ours.

TIMANTE.

And we are not at all jealous of it.

DORVAL the Elder.

But Lucile is dazzling!

TIMANTE.

Do you find her appetizing?

DORVAL the Elder, to Lucile.

Forgive me: I am already using the right of a father.

TIMANTE.

Good!

With our children, no ceremony.
We will always be the masters there.
My daughter, I hold to the customs of our ancestors.
I know well that today people flee their elders,
Like old censors and boring tyrants;
But take care never to adopt
This unnatural custom.

LUCILE.

Ah, my father! With me, you will be revered.