Lucile

S C E N E V I I I.

B L A I S E, L U C I L E.

At last, I have escaped;
And, occupied with my happiness,
I come to enjoy it with you.

One is happy here!

Yes; be happy with us.

Everything that can touch a soul
Unites to calm me.
Happy daughter, happy wife,
Everything here breathes to love me.
With his hand, Love crowns
My tenderness and my desires;
And the chain he gives me
Is the work of pleasures.
Everything that can, etc.

And I, Lucile, and I, I come to afflict you.

No. I have felt your sorrows;
But I hope to relieve them.

I would give all the blood in my veins for you.

Ah! It is for me... Speak. I am rich; and at the very least,
I must provide for your needs.

Alas! Nothing is lacking for me, save the peace of my soul.
You know... I have lost my wife.

I wept for her deeply.