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ACT I. SCENE 1.
The Palace of Theseus in Athens.
Enter THÉSEUS, HIPPOLITA, PHILOSTRATE, with Attendants.
Now, fair Hippolita, our nuptial hour
The. Go, Philostrate,
the Athenian youth to merriments; Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth ; Turn melancholy forth to funerals, The pale companion is not for our pomp. [Exit Phil. Hippolita, I woo'd thee with my sword, And won thy love, doing thee injuries; But I will wed thee in another key, With pomp, with triuinph, and with revelling.
Enter EGEUS, HERMIA, LYSANDER, and Deme
Ege. Happy be Theseus, our renowned duke!
Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me,
Her. So is Lysander.
The. In himself he is :
Her. I would my father look'd but with my eyes.
look. Her. I do entreat your grace to pardon me. 60 I know not by what power I am made bold; Nor how it may concern my modesty, In such a presence here, to plead my thoughts : But I beseech your grace, that I may know Bij
The worst that may befall me in this case,
The. Either to die the death, or to abjure
80 Her. So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord, Ere I will yield my virgin patent up Unto his lordship, to whose unwish'd yoke My soul consents not to give sovereignty.
The. Take time to pause: and, by the next new
(The sealing-day betwixt my
love and me,
Dem. Relent, sweet Hermia ;And, Lysander,
yield Thy crazed title to my certain right.
Lys. You have her father's love, Demetrius ; Let me have Hermia’s : do you marry him.
Ege. Scornful Lysander ! true, he hath my love; And what is mine, my love shall render hiin : And she is mine ; and all my right of her I do estate unto Demetrius.
I.ys. I am, my lord, as well deriv'd as he, As well possess’d; my love is more than his ; My fortunes every way as fairly rank'd, If not with vantage, as Demetrius'; And, which is more than all these boasts can be, I am belov'd of beauteous Hermia : Why should not I then prosecute my right? Demetrius, I'll avouch it to his head, Made love to Nedar's daughter, Helena, And won her soul; and she, sweet lady, dotes, 110 Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry, Upon this spotted and inconstant man.
The. I must confess, that I have heard so much, And with Demetrius thought to have spoke thereof; But, being over-full of self-affairs, My mind did lose it.But, Demetrius, comé ; And come, Egeus; you shall go with me, I have some private schooling for you both. For you, fair Hermia, look you arm yourself To fit your fancies to your father's will; 120 Or else the law of Athens yields you up