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Am not I Hermia ? Are not you Lysander ?
I am as fair now, as I was erewhile.
Since night, you lov'd me; yet, since night, you left me:
Why, then


left me,- the gods forbid ! In earnest, shall I say?

Lys. Ay, by my life;
And never did desire to see thee more.
Therefore, be out of hope, of question, doubt,
Be certain, nothing truer ; 'tis no jest,
That I do hate thee, and love Helena.

Her. O me! you jugler! oh, you canker-blossom!
You thief of love! what, have you come by night,
And stoln my love's heart from him?

Hel. Fine, i'faith!
Have you no modesty, no maiden Thame,
No touch of bashfulness? What, will you tear
Impatient answers from my gentle tongue?
Fie, fie! you counterfeit, you puppet, you !

Her. Puppet! why so ! Ay, that way goes the game.
Now I perceive that she hath made compare
Between our statures, she hath urg'd her height;
And with her personage, her tall personage,
Her height, forsooth, she hath prevaild with him.-
And are you grown so high in his esteem,
Because I am so dwarfish, and so low ?
How low am I, thou painted maypole ? speak;
How low am I? I am not yet so low,
But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes.

Hel. I pray you, though you mock me, gentlemen,

canker-blojom! ]—a worm that preys on the buds of Aowers. { touch]-sense ; spice, remain.

“ Hast thou - a touch, a feeling
« Of their amictions."

TEMPEST, AC V, S. 1. Pro.


Let her not hurt me: I was never 8 curst;
I have no gift at all in shrewithness;
I am a right maid for my cowardice;
Let her not strike me : You, perhaps, may think,
Because she's something lower than myself,
That I can match her.

Her. Lower! hark, again.

Hel. Good Hermia, do not be so bitter with me.
I evermore did love you, Hermia,
Did ever keep your counsels, never wrong'd you;
Save that, in love unto Demetrius,
I told him of your stealth unto this wood:
He follow'd you; for love, I follow'd him.
But he hath chid me hence; and threaten'd me
To strike me, spurn me, nay to kill me too:


will let me quiet go,
To Athens will I bear my folly back,
And follow you no further : Let me go:
You see how simple and how fond I am.

Her. Why, get you gone : Who is't that hinders you?
Hel. A foolish heart, that I leave here behind.
Her. What, with Lysander ?
Hel. With Demetrius.
Lys. Be not afraid ; she shall not harm thee, Helena.
Dem. No, fir; she shall not, though you take her
Hel. O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd :
She was a vixen, when she went to school;
And, though she be but little, she is fierce.

Her. Little again ? nothing but low and little ?-
Why will you suffer her to fout me thus ?
Let me come to her.

Lyf. Get you gone, you dwarf;



6 curft;]-quarrelsome.




You'minimus, of hind'ring knot-grass made ;
You bead, you acorn.

Dem. You are too officious,
In her behalf that scorns your services.
Let her alone ; speak not of Helena ;
Take not her part : for if thou dost * intend
Never so little shew of love to her,
Thou shalt 'aby it.

Lyf. Now she holds me not ;
Now follow, if thou dar'st, to try whose right,
Or thine or mine, is most in Helena.
Dem. Follow ?

I'll with thee, "cheek by jowl.

[Exit Lysander and Demetrius,
Her. You, mistress, all this coyl is 'long of you:
Nay, go not back.

Hel. I will not trust
Nor longer stay in your curst company.
Your hands, than mine, are quicker for a fray ;
My legs are longer though, to run away.

[Exeunt: Hermia pursuing Helena.
Ob. This is thy negligence : ftill thou mistak'it,
Or else commit’it thy knaveries ' willingly.

Puck. Believe me, king of lhadows, I mistook.
Did not you tell me, I should know the man
By the Athenian garments he had on?
And so far blameless proves my enterprize,
That I have 'nointed an Athenian's eyes :
And so far am I glad it did so fort,
As this their jangling I esteem a sport.

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i You minim, you-you diminutive, you reptile.
k intend]-make tender of.

aby it. ]-pay dearly for it.
n cheek by jowl.)- side by fide.
A coyl is 'long of you:]-disturbance is occasioned by you.
in your curd company.)-in company with such a vixen.
P wilfully,
9 fort,]-fall out.


Ob. Thou seest, these lovers seek a place to fight:
Hie therefore, Robin, overcast the night;
The starry welkin cover thou anon
With drooping fog, as black as Acheron ;
And lead these testy rivals so astray,
As one come not within another's way.
Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue,
Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong;
And sometimes rail thou like Demetrius;
And from each other look thou lead them thus,
'Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting sleep
With leaden legs and batty wings doch creep:
Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye ;
Whose liquor hach this 'virtuous property,
To take from thence all error, with his might,
And make his eye-balls roll with wonted sight.
When they next wake, all this ' derision
Shall seem a dream, and fruitless vision ;
And back to Athens shall the lovers 'wend,
With league, whose date 'till death shall never end.
Whiles I in this affair do thee employ,
I'll to my queen, and beg her Indian boy;
And then I will her charmed eye release
From monster's view, and all things shall be peace. .

Puck. My fairy lord, this must be done with hafte ;
For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast,
And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger ;
At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and there,
Troop home to church-yards : damned spirits all,
That in cross-ways and foods have burial,
Already to their wormy beds are gone;
For fear lest day should look their shames upon,

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They wilfully themselves exile from light,
And must for aye confort with black-brow'd night.

03. But we are spirits of another fort:
I with the morning's love have oft made sport ;
And, like a forester, the groves may tread,
Even till the eastern gate, all fiery-red,
Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams,
Turns into yellow gold his falt-green streams.
But, notwithstanding, haste; make no delay:
We may effect this business yet ere day. [Exit 06.

Puck. Up and down, up and down ;
I will lead them up and down :
I am fear'd in field and town;
Goblin, lead them up and down.
Here comes one.

Enter Lysander. Lys. Where art thou, proud Demetrius ? speak thou


Puck. Here, villain ; drawn and ready. Where art thou ? Lys. I will be with thee straight.

Puck. Follow me then To plainer ground. [Lys. goes out, as following Dem.

Enter Demetrius. Dem. Lysander ! speak again. Thou runaway, thou coward, art thou fled? Speak—"In some bush? --where dost thou hide thy head?

Puck. Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars, Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars, And wilt not come? Come, recreant; come, thou child


u the morning's love bave oft made sport;]—have oft paid a sportsman's devoirs to the morning ;-or the words may allude to the amours of Tithonus and Aurora-morning light. * In some bujh?]Art thou crept into some bub?

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