ASP 2
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- And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake. Transparent Helena! Nature shows art, that though thy bosom makes me see thy heart. Where is Demetrius?
- Do not say so, Lysander, say not so. What though he love your Hermia? Lord, what though? Yet Hermia still loves you. Then be content.
- O, how fit a word is that vile name to perish on my sword!
- And touching now the point of human skill, reason becomes the marshal to my will, and leads me to your eyes, where I o'erlook love's stories, written in love's richest book.
- Who will not change a raven for a dove? The will of man is by his reason swayed and reason says you are the worthier maid.
- Content with Hermia! No; I do repent the tedious minutes I with her have spent. Not Hermia but Helena I love:
- Things growing are not ripe until their season: So I, being young, till now ripe not to reason.
- Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born? When at your hands did I deserve this scorn? Is't not enough, is't not enough, young man, that I did never, no, nor never can, deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' eye, but you must flout my insufficiency?
- Good troth, you do me wrong, good sooth, you do, in such disdainful manner me to woo.
- But fare you well. Perforce I must confess I thought you lord of more true gentleness.
- O, that a lady, of one man refused, should of another therefore be abused!
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