A Midsommer nightes dreame.
682658Pard, or Boare with bri
stled haire,
683659In thy eye that
shall appeare,
684660When thou wak'
st, it is thy deare:
685661Wake, when
some vile thing is neere.
686662Enter Lysander: and Hermia. 687663Lys. Faire loue, you fainte, with wandring in the wood:
688664And to
speake troth I haue forgot our way.
689665Weele re
st vs
Hermia, if you thinke it good,
690666And tarry for the comfor of the day.
691667Her. Bet it
so
Lysander: finde you out a bedde:
692668For I, vpon this banke, will re
st my head.
693669Lys. One turfe
shall
serue, as pillow, for vs both,
694670One heart, one bedde, two bo
somes, and one troth.
695671Her. Nay god
Lysander: for my
sake, my deere
696672Ly further o
ff, yet; doe not lye
so neere.
697673Lys. O take the
sen
se,
sweete, of my innocence.
698674Loue takes the meaning, in loues conference,
699675I meane that my heart vnto yours it knit;
700676So that but one heart wee can make of it:
701677Two bo
somes interchained with an oath:
702678So then two bo
somes, and a
single troth.
703679Then, by your
side, no bed-roome me deny:
704680For lying
so,
Hermia, I doe not lye.
705681Her. Lysander riddles very prettily.
706682Now much be
shrewe my manners, and my pride,
707683If
Hermia meant to
say,
Lysander lyed.
708684But gentle friend, for loue and curte
sie,
709685Ly further o
ff, in humane mode
sty:
710686Such
separation, as may well be
said
711687Becomes a vertuous batcheler, and a maide,
712688So farre be di
stant, and good night
sweete friend:
713689Thy loue nere alter till thy
sweete life end.
714690Lys. Amen, amen, to that faire prayer,
say I,
715691And then end life, when I end loyalty.
716692Heere is my bed:
sleepe giue thee all his re
st.
VVith