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but he would kiss them on the lips in return, his hands wandering where he is discovered by a far for an inexperienced boy. When those hands strayed up the skirts of a young woman. ] • TISBEA: duchess who was not so indulgent, the king was furious, and sent the youth Wake up, handsomest of all men, and be yourself
to the Bastille to teach him a lesson. But the ladies who had found him so again. • D O N JUAN: If the amusing could not endure his absence. Compared to the stiffs in court, here sea gives me death, you was someone incredibly bold, his eyes boring into you, his hands quicker give me life. But the sea than was safe. Nothing could stop him, his novelty was irresistible. The really saved me only to be killed by you. Oh the sea
court ladies pleaded and his stay in the Bastille was cut short.
tosses me from one torment
Several years later, the young Mademoiselle de Valois was walking in a to the other, for I no sooner Paris park with her chaperone, an older woman who never left her side. De pulled myself from the water than I met this
Valois's father, the Duke d'Orléans, was determined to protect her, his siren —y ourself. Why fill youngest daughter, from all the court seducers until she could be married my ears with wax, since off, so he had attached to her this chaperone, a woman of impeccable you kill me with your eyes? I was dying in the
virtue and sourness. In the park, however, de Valois saw a young man who sea, but from today I shall gave her a look that set her heart on fire. He walked on by, but the look was die of love. • TISBEA: YOU
intense and clear. It was her chaperone who told her his name: the now in- have abundant breath for a man almost drowned. You
famous Duke de Richelieu, blasphemer, seducer, heartbreaker. Someone to suffered much, but who avoid at all cost.
knows what suffering you
A few days later, the chaperone took de Valois to a different park, and are preparing for me? . . . lo and behold, Richelieu crossed their path again. This time he was in dis- I found you at my feet all water, and now you are all
guise, dressed as a beggar, but the look in his eye was unforgettable. Made- fire. If you burn when you moiselle de Valois returned his gaze: at last something exciting in her drab are so wet, what will you life. Given her father's sternness, no man had dared approach her. And now do when you're dry again?
You promise a scorching
this notorious courtier was pursuing her, instead of all the other ladies at flame; I hope to God court—what a thrill! Soon he was smuggling beautifully written notes to you're not lying. • D O N
her expressing his uncontrollable desire for her. She responded timidly, but JUAN: Dear girl, God should have drowned me
soon the notes were all she was living for. In one of them he promised to before I could be charred by arrange everything if she would spend the night with him; imagining it was you. Perhaps love was wise 19
20 • The Art of Seduction
to drench me before I felt
impossible to bring such a thing to pass, she did not mind playing along and your scalding touch. But
agreeing to his bold proposal.
your fire is such that even
Mademoiselle de Valois had a chambermaid named Angelique, who
in water I burn. • T I S B E A :
So cold and yet burning? •
dressed her for bed and slept in an adjoining room. One night as the chapD O N J U A N : S o much f i r e erone was knitting, de Valois looked up from the book she was reading to is in you. • T I S B E A : How
see Angelique carrying her mistress's nightclothes to her room, but for some well you talk! • D O N
J U A N : How well you
strange reason Angelique looked back at her and smiled—it was Richelieu, understand! • T I S B E A : I
expertly dressed as the maid! De Valois nearly gasped from fright, but caught hope to God you're not
herself, realizing the danger she was in: if she said anything her family lying.
would find out about the notes, and about her part in the
to the Bastille to teach him a lesson. But the ladies who had found him so again. • D O N JUAN: If the amusing could not endure his absence. Compared to the stiffs in court, here sea gives me death, you was someone incredibly bold, his eyes boring into you, his hands quicker give me life. But the sea than was safe. Nothing could stop him, his novelty was irresistible. The really saved me only to be killed by you. Oh the sea
court ladies pleaded and his stay in the Bastille was cut short.
tosses me from one torment
Several years later, the young Mademoiselle de Valois was walking in a to the other, for I no sooner Paris park with her chaperone, an older woman who never left her side. De pulled myself from the water than I met this
Valois's father, the Duke d'Orléans, was determined to protect her, his siren —y ourself. Why fill youngest daughter, from all the court seducers until she could be married my ears with wax, since off, so he had attached to her this chaperone, a woman of impeccable you kill me with your eyes? I was dying in the
virtue and sourness. In the park, however, de Valois saw a young man who sea, but from today I shall gave her a look that set her heart on fire. He walked on by, but the look was die of love. • TISBEA: YOU
intense and clear. It was her chaperone who told her his name: the now in- have abundant breath for a man almost drowned. You
famous Duke de Richelieu, blasphemer, seducer, heartbreaker. Someone to suffered much, but who avoid at all cost.
knows what suffering you
A few days later, the chaperone took de Valois to a different park, and are preparing for me? . . . lo and behold, Richelieu crossed their path again. This time he was in dis- I found you at my feet all water, and now you are all
guise, dressed as a beggar, but the look in his eye was unforgettable. Made- fire. If you burn when you moiselle de Valois returned his gaze: at last something exciting in her drab are so wet, what will you life. Given her father's sternness, no man had dared approach her. And now do when you're dry again?
You promise a scorching
this notorious courtier was pursuing her, instead of all the other ladies at flame; I hope to God court—what a thrill! Soon he was smuggling beautifully written notes to you're not lying. • D O N
her expressing his uncontrollable desire for her. She responded timidly, but JUAN: Dear girl, God should have drowned me
soon the notes were all she was living for. In one of them he promised to before I could be charred by arrange everything if she would spend the night with him; imagining it was you. Perhaps love was wise 19
20 • The Art of Seduction
to drench me before I felt
impossible to bring such a thing to pass, she did not mind playing along and your scalding touch. But
agreeing to his bold proposal.
your fire is such that even
Mademoiselle de Valois had a chambermaid named Angelique, who
in water I burn. • T I S B E A :
So cold and yet burning? •
dressed her for bed and slept in an adjoining room. One night as the chapD O N J U A N : S o much f i r e erone was knitting, de Valois looked up from the book she was reading to is in you. • T I S B E A : How
see Angelique carrying her mistress's nightclothes to her room, but for some well you talk! • D O N
J U A N : How well you
strange reason Angelique looked back at her and smiled—it was Richelieu, understand! • T I S B E A : I
expertly dressed as the maid! De Valois nearly gasped from fright, but caught hope to God you're not
herself, realizing the danger she was in: if she said anything her family lying.
would find out about the notes, and about her part in the
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