2014, ISBN: 1499171854

[EAN: 9781499171853], Neubuch, [PU: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform], Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. SCENE I MADAME PERNELLE and FLIPOTTE, her… Altro …

[EAN: 9781499171853], Neubuch, [PU: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform], Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. SCENE I MADAME PERNELLE and FLIPOTTE, her servant; ELMIRE, MARIANE, CLEANTE, DAMIS, DORINE MADAME PERNELLE Come, come, Flipotte, and let me get away. ELMIRE You hurry so, I hardly can attend you. MADAME PERNELLE Then don t, my daughter-in law. Stay where you are. I can dispense with your polite attentions. ELMIRE We re only paying what is due you, mother. Why must you go away in such a hurry? MADAME PERNELLE Because I can t endure your carryings-on, And no one takes the slightest pains to please me. I leave your house, I tell you, quite disgusted; You do the opposite of my instructions; You ve no respect for anything; each one Must have his say; it s perfect pandemonium. DORINE If . MADAME PERNELLE You re a servant wench, my girl, and much Too full of gab, and too impertinent And free with your advice on all occasions. DAMIS But . MADAME PERNELLE You re a fool, my boy-f, o, o, l Just spells your name. Let grandma tell you that I ve said a hundred times to my poor son, Your father, that you d never come to good Or give him anything but plague and torment. MARIANE I think . MADAME PERNELLE O dearie me, his little sister! You re all demureness, butter wouldn t melt In your mouth, one would think to look at you. Still waters, though, they say . you know the proverb; And I don t like your doings on the sly. ELMIRE But, mother .<

2014, ISBN: 1499171854

[EAN: 9781499171853], Neubuch, [PU: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform], Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.SCENE I MADAME PERNELLE and FLIPOTTE, her … Altro …

[EAN: 9781499171853], Neubuch, [PU: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform], Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.SCENE I MADAME PERNELLE and FLIPOTTE, her servant; ELMIRE, MARIANE, CLEANTE, DAMIS, DORINE MADAME PERNELLE Come, come, Flipotte, and let me get away. ELMIRE You hurry so, I hardly can attend you. MADAME PERNELLE Then don t, my daughter-in law. Stay where you are. I can dispense with your polite attentions. ELMIRE We re only paying what is due you, mother. Why must you go away in such a hurry? MADAME PERNELLE Because I can t endure your carryings-on, And no one takes the slightest pains to please me. I leave your house, I tell you, quite disgusted; You do the opposite of my instructions; You ve no respect for anything; each one Must have his say; it s perfect pandemonium. DORINE If . MADAME PERNELLE You re a servant wench, my girl, and much Too full of gab, and too impertinent And free with your advice on all occasions. DAMIS But . MADAME PERNELLE You re a fool, my boy-f, o, o, l Just spells your name. Let grandma tell you that I ve said a hundred times to my poor son, Your father, that you d never come to good Or give him anything but plague and torment. MARIANE I think . MADAME PERNELLE O dearie me, his little sister! You re all demureness, butter wouldn t melt In your mouth, one would think to look at you. Still waters, though, they say . you know the proverb; And I don t like your doings on the sly. ELMIRE But, mother .<

ISBN: 9781499171853

SCENE I MADAME PERNELLE and FLIPOTTE, her servant; ELMIRE, MARIANE, CLEANTE, DAMIS, DORINE MADAME PERNELLE Come, come, Flipotte, and let me get away. ELMIRE You hurry so, I hardly can att… Altro …

SCENE I MADAME PERNELLE and FLIPOTTE, her servant; ELMIRE, MARIANE, CLEANTE, DAMIS, DORINE MADAME PERNELLE Come, come, Flipotte, and let me get away. ELMIRE You hurry so, I hardly can attend you. MADAME PERNELLE Then don't, my daughter-in law. Stay where you are. I can dispense with your polite attentions. ELMIRE We're only paying what is due you, mother. Why must you go away in such a hurry? MADAME PERNELLE Because I can't endure your carryings-on, And no one takes the slightest pains to please me. I leave your house, I tell you, quite disgusted; You do the opposite of my instructions; You've no respect for anything; each one Must have his say; it's perfect pandemonium. DORINE If ... MADAME PERNELLE You're a servant wench, my girl, and much Too full of gab, and too impertinent And free with your advice on all occasions. DAMIS But ... MADAME PERNELLE You're a fool, my boy-f, o, o, l Just spells your name. Let grandma tell you that I've said a hundred times to my poor son, Your father, that you'd never come to good Or give him anything but plague and torment. MARIANE I think ... MADAME PERNELLE O dearie me, his little sister! You're all demureness, butter wouldn't melt In your mouth, one would think to look at you. Still waters, though, they say ... you know the proverb; And I don't like your doings on the sly. ELMIRE But, mother ... Trade Books>Trade Paperback>Classics>Coll Classics>Coll Classics, CreateSpace Publishing Core >1<

ISBN: 9781499171853

SCENE I MADAME PERNELLE and FLIPOTTE, her servant; ELMIRE, MARIANE, CLEANTE, DAMIS, DORINE MADAME PERNELLE Come, come, Flipotte, and let me get away. ELMIRE You hurry so, I hardly can att… Altro …

SCENE I MADAME PERNELLE and FLIPOTTE, her servant; ELMIRE, MARIANE, CLEANTE, DAMIS, DORINE MADAME PERNELLE Come, come, Flipotte, and let me get away. ELMIRE You hurry so, I hardly can attend you. MADAME PERNELLE Then don't, my daughter-in law. Stay where you are. I can dispense with your polite attentions. ELMIRE We're only paying what is due you, mother. Why must you go away in such a hurry? MADAME PERNELLE Because I can't endure your carryings-on, And no one takes the slightest pains to please me. I leave your house, I tell you, quite disgusted; You do the opposite of my instructions; You've no respect for anything; each one Must have his say; it's perfect pandemonium. DORINE If ... MADAME PERNELLE You're a servant wench, my girl, and much Too full of gab, and too impertinent And free with your advice on all occasions. DAMIS But ... MADAME PERNELLE You're a fool, my boy-f, o, o, l Just spells your name. Let grandma tell you that I've said a hundred times to my poor son, Your father, that you'd never come to good Or give him anything but plague and torment. MARIANE I think ... MADAME PERNELLE O dearie me, his little sister! You're all demureness, butter wouldn't melt In your mouth, one would think to look at you. Still waters, though, they say ... you know the proverb; And I don't like your doings on the sly. ELMIRE But, mother ... Trade Books>Trade Paperback>Literature>Literature>Literature, CreateSpace Publishing Core >1<

ISBN: 9781499171853

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Paperback, [PU: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform], SCENE I MADAME PERNELLE and FLIPOTTE, her servant; ELMIRE, MARIANE, CLEANTE, DAMIS, DORINE MADAME PERNELLE Come, come, Flipotte, and let me get away. ELMIRE You hurry so, I hardly can attend you. MADAME PERNELLE Then don't, my daughter-in law. Stay where you are. I can dispense with your polite attentions. ELMIRE We're only paying what is due you, mother. Why must you go away in such a hurry? MADAME PERNELLE Because I can't endure your carryings-on, And no one takes the slightest pains to please me. I leave your house, I tell you, quite disgusted; You do the opposite of my instructions; You've no respect for anything; each one Must have his say; it's perfect pandemonium. DORINE If ... MADAME PERNELLE You're a servant wench, my girl, and much Too full of gab, and too impertinent And free with your advice on all occasions. DAMIS But ... MADAME PERNELLE You're a fool, my boy-f, o, o, l Just spells your name. Let grandma tell you that I've said a hundred times to my poor son, Your father, that you'd never come to good Or give him anything but plague and torment. MARIANE I think ... MADAME PERNELLE O dearie me, his little sister! You're all demureness, butter wouldn't melt In your mouth, one would think to look at you. Still waters, though, they say ... you know the proverb; And I don't like your doings on the sly. ELMIRE But, mother ..., Anthologies (non-poetry)<