But tell me first: what part should I take? Speak slowly, for I love
to hear you. When you breathe I listen. Speak of your love and let me
reply. Speak.
FRONTIN: If I am silent it's because the crowd of my passions is
rolling in me, as in you, and are preventing me from speaking. For in
vivacity, I dare equal you. But my love has reduced me to silence. I
was unable to say a word, 'cause you were speaking.
ARAMINTE: You are all wit, although you are quiet. For you, your
manners, your looks, all speak loudly. All speak your heart, my dear
Chevalier de Cique!
FRONTIN: Everything in you is beautiful. All of me loves you.
Everything in me, everything in you, a charming agreement that demands
marriage.
ARAMINTE: It's true. But I fear this forfeiture which preoccupies me.
And I fear still more this severe sister who believes that, alas, it
is a crime to have a heart; she made me take a vow of indifference
when I would have broken it in my childhood. That is to say from the
age when my discernment had been able to distinguish you, to choose
you for my lover.
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