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Philadelphia, PA, Accessibility Statement Terms Privacy |StageAgent © 2020. Now, this kind of "modern" spirit doesn't really sit very well with some people. How should we analyse and interpret Tartuffe, and what are the play’s key themes? LitCharts Teacher Editions. Dorine: Tartuffe: Why, he’s round and red, Bursting with health, and excellently fed. She isn't obsessed with defaming Tartuffe; she just wants to clean up the mess. The religious zealots who objected to the play eventually persuaded King Louis XIV (who had actually enjoyed the play) to have it banned. She sees through Tartuffe’s schemes more readily than anyone else. Instant downloads of all 1350 LitChart PDFs Molière. Fortunately for Orgon, the King of France (Louis XIV) recognizes Tartuffe’s deceitful nature and Tartuffe is arrested at the end of the play.

Alone with her husband, Elmire instructs Orgon to hide under a table and not to be surprised by some strange behavior on her part. He throws Tartuffe out of his house; Tartuffe tries to get his revenge by compiling a list of trumped-up charges against Orgon, in the hopes that Orgon will lose his house and Tartuffe will be given it instead. Most of the characters realize that Tartuffe is a loathsome hypocrite who pretends to be a religious zealot.

Orgon has allowed himself to be duped by a fraud, Tartuffe, who hypocritically pretends to be pious and holier-than-thou, but is really a scoundrel who wishes to take advantage of the gullible Orgon. Characters: Tartuffe. Little does Orgon realize, Tartuffe is actually scheming to steal away Orgon’s home, Orgon’s daughter’s hand in marriage, and the fidelity of Orgon’s wife.

Our, Although she is beautiful, rich, and popular, Elmire, the wife of Orgon and stepmother of. By submitting this form, you are granting Utah Shakespeare Festival, 351 West Center Street, Cedar City, Utah, 84720, United States, permission to email you. Your loveliness I had no sooner seen Than you became my soul’s unrivalled queen; Before your seraph glance, divinely sweet, My heart’s defenses crumbled in defeat, And nothing fasting, prayer, or tears might do Could stay my spirit from adoring you My eyes, my sights have told you in the past What now my lips make bold to say at last, And if, in your great goodness, you will deign To look upon your slave and ease his pain,— If, in compassion for my soul’s distress, You’ll stoop to comfort my unworthiness, I’ll raise to you, in thanks for that sweet manna, An endless hymn, an infinite hosanna.