Ly. You are unkind, Demetrius; be not fo; Whom I do love, and will do to my death. 3 Hel. Never did mockers wafte more idle breath. There ever to remain. Ly. It is not fo. Dem. Difparage not the faith, thou doft not know Left to thy peril thou abide it dear. Look, where thy love comes, yonder is thy dear. alid an sud Enter Hermia. Her. Dark night, that from the eye his function takes, The ear more quick of apprehenfion makes: Wherein it doth impair the feeing fenfe, It pays the hearing double recompence. Lyf Why should he stay, whom love doth prefs to go Why feek'st thou me could not this make thee know, Her. You fpeak not, as you think: it cannot be. Now, I perceive, they have conjoin'd all three, Have you confpir'd, have you with thefe contriv'd Is all the counfel that we two have shar'd, yangñ The The fifter's vows, the hours that we have spent, All fchool-days friendship, childhood innocence aidT Created with our needles both one Дower, a Two lovely berries molded on one ftem, you svol M Her. I am amazed at your paffionate words: (19) Two of the firft life, coats in heraldry, C Due but to one, and crowned with one creft.] The true correc tion of this paffage I owe to the friendship and communication of the ingenious Martin Folks, Efq; · Two of the firft, fecond, &c. are terms peculiar in heraldry to distinguish the different quarterings of But L moft, to love unlov'd ? yoy This you fhould pity, rather than defpife. But miferald Her. I understand not what you mean by this. Her. Sweet, do not fcorn her foala 2w1 du Ly. Thou canft compel, no more than the intreat Thy threats have no more ftrength, than her weak prayers. (20) Helen, I love thee; by my life, I do: I swear, by which I will lofe for thee, 1 Her. Lyjander, whereto tends all this w Dem. No, no, he'll feem To break away; take on as he would follow, But yet come not; you are a tame man, go. Lys.Hang off, thou cat, thou burr; vile thing, let loofe; Or I will shake thee from me, like a ferpent.be 00 (20) Thy threats have no more strength than her weak, praife. This fine is certainly but an enlargement upon, or rather a variation in terms of the fenfe of the preceding line. But, in that, there is a defign'd Antithefis betwixt.compel and intreat: this contract of terms is wanting, in threats and praife: wherefore we need make no difficulty of fubftituting prayers. Indeed, my fufpicion is, the Poet might have coin'd a fubftantive plural, (from the verb, to pray) prays; i. e. prayings, entreaties, befeechings; and the identity of found might give birth to the corruption of it into praife. But I have hofen the known and familiar word. Her. Her. Why are you grown fo rude? what change is this? fweet love? Lyf. Thy love? out, tawny Tartar, out; Out, loathed medicine: hated poifon, hence. Her. Do you not jest? Hel. Yes, footh, and fo do you. ཏི ཨེཙྪ། ཚ ཝཱ ཝཱ Lyf. Demetrius, I will keep my word with thee. i Dem. I would, I had your bond; for, I perceive, A weak bond holds you; I'll not trust your word. Lyf. What, fhould I hurt her, ftrike her, kill her dead? Although I hate her, I'll not harm her fo. Her. What, can you do me greater harm, than hate? Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news, my love? Am not I Hermia ? are not you Lysander? I am as fair now, as I was ere-while. Since night, you lov'd me; yet, fince night, you left me; Lyf. Ay, by my life; And never did defire to see thee more. Therefore be out of hope, of question, doubts Her. O me, you jugler; oh, you canker-bloffom, You thief of love; what, have you come by night, And ftoll'n my love's heart from him? Hel. Fine, i' faith! Have you no modesty, no maiden fhame, No touch of bashfulness ? what, will you tear A Fy, fy, you counterfeit; you puppet, you. Her. Puppet! why, fo: ay, that way goes the game. How low am I, thou painted maypole? fpeak, Hel Hel. I pray you, though you mock me, gentlemen, Let her not hurt me: I was never curft;" I have no gift at all in fhrewishnefs; I am a right maid, for my cowardice: Let her not strike me. You, perhaps, may think, Her Lower! hark, again. Hel Good Hermia, do not be fo bitter with me; Levermora did love you, Hermia, never wrong'd you; LE Did ever keep your counfels And follow you no further. Let me go. A Hen. Why, get you gone? who is't, that hinders you ? Lyf. Be not afraid, she shall not harm thee, Helena. Dem. No, Sir, the fhall not, though you take her part. Hel. O, when she's angry, fhe is keen and fhrewd, She was a vixen, when the went to school;roy oval! And though the be but little, fhe is fierce.uosovi Her. Little, again? nothing but low, and little? Why will you fuffer her to flout me thus ?Ì ‚VI Let me come to her Lyf Get you gone, you dwarf, 1974 I WJ You Minimus, of hind'ring knot-grafs made, (21) You beady you acorn. 1 (21) You Minimus, and I can scarce be w Demo This is no term of art, that I can find; mafculine of an adturane was not fo deficient in grammar. I have not disturb the text; but the Author, perhaps, might have wrote go on me You, Minim, you, |