At night, it is hard to see, but my hearing makes up for it. I was guided not by my eyes, but by ears, Lysander. Why did you leave me?

Why should I stay when love tells me to go? I had to leave for Helena, whose eyes shine like the stars in the night sky. Why did you look for me; can't you see my hate for you is why I left?

Surely, you don't mean what you are saying!

So, you're part of this too! I see all three of you have come together to mock me. Ungrateful Hermia, have you forgotten all the time we've spent together, our childhood friendship, our vow that even though we are two, we are joined together as one? Do you toss aside our deep friendship to join these men in scorning me? It is not kind nor maidenly. Though I alone feel the pain, our sex scoldes you for this.

I can't believe what you are saying. I'm not insulting you, you're insulting me!

Did you not tell Lysander to swoon over me and compliment me? And told your other lover, Demetrius, who not long ago rejected me, to admire me as a goddess? Why would they, with love so deep for you, chase me if not by your command? You should pity me for not having love, not hate me.

I don't understand what you are saying.

Oh, continue pretending to be sympathetic then make faces when I turn around. If you had any manners, you would not continue mocking me. But I suppose, it is partly my fault for following you.

Stay, fair Hermia.

My love, don't insult her like this.

If Hermia can't make you stop insulting Helena, then I will

You can't stop me any more than Hermia can beg me to. Your threats are as weak as her words. Helena, my love, I swear by my life that his love for you is fake.

I love hyer more than you!

If that's the case, then fight me!