Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour draws on apace; four happy days bring in another moon
Four days will quickly steep themselves in night; Four nights will quickly dream away the time
Egeus, Demetrius, Lysander, Hermia
Relent, sweet Hermia: and, Lysander, yield thy crazed title to my certain right.
Full of vexation come I, with complaint against my child, my daughter Hermia. As she is mine, I may dispose of her: Which shall be either to this gentleman or to her death, according to our law
Lysander!
Hermia!
Lysander, Hermia, Helena
Take comfort: he no more shall see my face; Lysander and myself will fly this place.
I will go tell Demetrius of fair Hermia's flight: Then to the wood will he to-morrow night pursue her
Oberon, Titania, Changeling boy
Why should Titania cross her Oberon? I do but beg a little changeling boy, to be my henchman.
His mother was a votaress of my order: And for her sake do I rear up her boy, and for her sake I will not part with him.
Oberon : Puck
Fetch me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once: The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid Will make or man or woman madly dote upon the next live creature that it sees.
I'll put a girdle round about the earth in forty minutes.
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What thou seest when thou dost wake, 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 that shall appear when thou wakest, it is thy dear: wake when some vile thing is near.
Churl, upon thy eyes I throw all the power this charm doth owe.
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And here's a marvellous convenient place for our rehearsal. This green plot shall be our stage, this hawthorn-brake our tiring-house; and we will do it in action as we will do it before the duke.
Quince, Flute, Starveling, Bottom, Snout, Snug
What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here, so near the cradle of the fairy queen? What, a play toward! I'll be an auditor; an actor too, perhaps, if I see cause.
I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again: mine ear is much enamour'd of thy note; so is mine eye enthralled to thy shape; and thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move me on the first view to say, to swear, I love thee.
Peaseblossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustardseed! Be kind and courteous to this gentleman
O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine! To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?
Stay, gentle Helena; hear my excuse: My love, my life my soul, fair Helena!
O spite! O hell! I see you all are bent to set against me for your merriment
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?
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When thou wakest, thou takest true delight in the sight of thy former lady's eye
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A play: Pyramus and Thisbe
Now, until the break of day, through this house each fairy stray. To the best bride-bed will we, which by us shall blessed be; and the issue there create ever shall be fortunate. So shall all the couples three ever true in loving be
If we shadows have offended, think but this, and all is mended, that you have but slumber'd here while these visions did appear.