Eras Monologue from The Love-Tiff

From The Love-Tiff by Molière

male · melancholic · 48 sec

Ah, Lucile, Lucile! you will be sorry to lose a heart like mine, and I know it. (LUC: Éraste, Éraste, I may easily find a heart like yours.) No, no, search everywhere; you will never find one so passionately fond of you, I assure you. I do not say this to move you to pity; I should be in the wrong now to wish it; the most respectful passion could not bind you. You wanted to break with me; I must think of you no more. But whatever any one may pretend, nobody will ever love you so tenderly as I have done.

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