Tom Jones: Lyric Comedy in Three Acts

that everything is discovered, and in the meantime, if someone here must protect him, it is you rather than another.

Why?

I fear.

Finish. You must know that I do not want anything hidden from me.

Well! listen to me. It was yesterday after dinner, he was walking in the grove; it is quite his custom. I was hidden, and I heard him saying, but a thousand times more tenderly than I can repeat.

Yes, all my life,
The beautiful Sophie
Will charm my heart;
Of all my life,
The only Sophie
Will make my happiness.
Sensitive & tender heart
Which can every day
See & hear her,
Does it know how to defend itself
From the power of Love?
No, all my life, etc.
But in silence,
Far from her charms,
Let us hide my offense,
And without hope
Let us repeat in a whisper:
Yes, all my life, etc.

Honora..., stop... if you promise me no longer to speak of this... I would forgive you. But take care... You are indiscreet, my dear... You are too much so... My father, myself.