now where do i recognize this from...

lml

Mimì -- (in desperation)
Rodolfo,... Rodolfo loves me,
but flees me, my poor Rodolfo
is jealous; he is in torment.
The slightest gesture, a smile,
a flower will arouse his suspicions.
Then he grows vexed and angry.
At night I pretend to be sleeping,
I feel him staring intently at my face
as if to see my dreams. He shouts at
me so harshly "You're not right for me,
so find yourself another"
"You're not right for me"
Alas, Alas! What can I do?
It's the conflict within him that's
speaking, I know; but what can
I say to him Marcello?

\V/