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Enter Demetrius, Helena following bim.
Dem. I love thee not, therefore pursue me not.
Where is Lysander, and fair Hermia ?
The one I'll • say, the other sayeth me.
Thou told’ft me, they were stoln unto this wood;
And here am I, and wood within this wood,
Because I cannot meet my Hermia.
Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more.

Hel. You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant ;
But yet you draw not iron, for my heart
Is true as steel : Leave you your power to draw,
And I shall have no power to follow you.

Dem. Do I entice you? Do I speak you fair?
Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth
Tell you, I do not, nor I cannot love you?

Hel. And even for that do I love you the more.
I am your spaniel; and, Demetrius,
The more you beat me, I will fawn on you:
Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me,
Neglect me, lose me ; only give me leave,
Unworthy as I am, to follow you.
What worser place can I beg in your love,
(And yet a place of high respect with me)
Than to be used as you use your dog?

Dem. Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit; For I am sick, when I do look on thee.

Hel. And I am sick, when I look not on you.

Dem. You do impeach your modesty too much,
To leave the city, and commit yourself
Into the hands of one that loves you not ;
To trust the opportunity of night,
And the ill counsel of a desert place,
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With the rich worth of your virginity.

Hel. Your virtue is my privilege for that.
It is not night, when I do see your face,
Therefore I think I am not in the night:
Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company;
For you, in my respect, are all the world :
Then how can it be said, I am alone,
When all the world is here to look on me?

Dem. I'll run from thee, and hide me in the brakes,
And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts.

Hel. The wildest hath not such a heart as you.
Run when you will, the story shall be chang'd :
Apollo Aies, and Daphne holds the chase ;
The dove pursues the griffin ; the mild hind
Makes speed to catch the tyger : Bootless speed !
When cowardice pursues, and valour Aies.

Dem. I will not stay thy questions ; let me go :
Or, if thou follow me, do not believe
But I shall do thee mischief in the wood.

Hel. Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field,
You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius !
Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex:
We cannot fight for love, as men may do ;
We shou'd be woo'd, and were not made to woo.
I'll follow thee, and make a heaven of hell,
To die upon the hand I love so well.

(Exeunt.
Ob. Fare thee well, nymph: ere he do leave this grove,
Thou shalt fiy him, and he shall seek thy love.
Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wanderer,

Re-enter Puck. Puck. Ay, there it is. Ob. I pray thee, give it me. o privilege]-Sanction, * fiay thy questions ;] to hear thy complaints.

I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows,
Where fox-lips and the nodding violet grows;
Quite over-canopy'd with 8 luscious woodbine,
Wich sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine :
There Neeps Titania, some time of the night,
Lulld in these flowers with dances and delight;
And there the snake throws her enamel'd skin,
* Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in:
And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes,
And make her full of hateful fantasies.
Take thou some of it, and seek through this grove:
A sweet Athenian lady is in love
With a disdainful youth: anoint his eyes;
But do it, when the next thing he espies
May be the lady : Thou shalt know the man
By the Athenian garments he hath on.
Effect it with some care ; that he may prove
More fond on her, than she upon her love :
And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow.
Puck. Fear not, my lord, your servant shall do so.

[ Exeunt.

S CE NE III.

Another part of the Wood.
Enter the queen of Fairies, with her train.
Queen. Come, now ! a roundel, and a fairy song;
Then, for the third part of a minute, hence :
Some, to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds;
Some, war with a rear-mice for their leathern wings,

ox-lips)—the larger cowslips.

Weed]-a garment. * rear-mice)-bats.

s lus, luxuriant. i a roundel, ]-a dance in a ring.

To

To make my small elves coats; and some, keep back
The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots, and wonders
At our quaint 'spirits : Sing me now asleep;
Then to your offices, and let me rest.

First Fairy
You Spotted snakes, with double tongue,

Thorny hedge-bogs, be not seen ;
Newts, and blind-worms, do no wrong ;
Come not near our fairy queen :

Chorus.
Philomel, with melody,

m Singing ber sweet lullaby ;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby :

Never barm, nor spell nor charm,
Come our lovely lady nigh;
So, good night, with lullaby.

Second Fairy.
Weaving Spiders, come not bere ;

Hence, you long-legg'd Spiders, bence :
Beetles black, approach not near ;
Worm, nor snail, do no offence.

Chorus,
Philomel, with melody, &c.

First Fairy
Hence, away; now all is well :
One, aloof, stand sentinel.

[Exeunt Fairies. The Queen sleeps. 'sports. * Sing in your.

Enter

Enter Oberon.
Ob. What thou feeft, when thou dost wake,

[Squeezes the flower on her eye-lids.
Do it for thy true love take ;
Love, and languish for his sake:
Be it "ounce, or cat, or bear,
Pard, or boar with bristled hair,
In thy eye chat shall appear
When thou wak'st, it is thy dear ;
Wake, when some vile thing is near. [Exit Oberon,

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Enter Lysander and Hermia. Lyf. Fair love, you faint with wandering in the wood;

And, to speak troth, I have forgot our way : We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good,

And tarry for the comfort of the day.

Her. Be it fo, Lysander : find you out a bed, For I upon this bank will rest my head.

Lyf. One turf shall serve as pillow for us both; One heart, one bed, two bosoms, and one troth.

Her. Nay, good Lysander; for my fake, my dear,
Lye further off yet, do not lye lo near.

Lyf. O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence;
Love take the meaning, in love's conference.
I mean, that my heart unto yours is knit;
So that but one heart 'we can make of it:
Two bosoms interchained with an oath ; .
So then, two bosoms, and a single troth.
Then, by your side no bed-room me deny;
For, lying so, Hermia, I do not lie.

Her. Lysander, riddles very pretcily:

' cunce,]-panther, or tiger-cat.

Love take]-Let love take-Love takes.

P can you. .

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