717693Her. With halfe that wish, the wishers eyes be prest.

719695Puck. Through the forrest haue I gone:

720696But Athenian found I none,

721697On whose eyes I might approue

722698This flowers force in stirring loue.

723699Night and silence. Who is heere?

724700Weedes of Athens he doth weare:

725701This is hee (my master saide)

726702Despised the Athenian maide:

727703And here the maiden, sleeping sound,

728704On the danke and dirty ground.

729705Pretty sowle, she durst not lye,

730706Neere this lack-loue, this kil-curtesie

731707Churle, vpon thy eyes I throwe

732708All the power this charme doth owe:

733709When thou wak'st, let loue forbidde

734710Sleepe, his seat, on thy eye lidde.

735711So awake, when I am gon:

736712For I must now to Oberon. Exit.

738714Hel. Stay; though thou kill mee, sweete Demetrius.

739715De. I charge thee hence, and doe not haunt mee thus.

740716Hele. O, wilt thou darkling leaue me? doe not so.

741717De. Stay, on thy perill: I alone will goe.

743718Hel. O, I am out of breath, in this fond chase,

744719The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.

745720Happie is Hermia, wheresoere she lies:

746721For she hath blessed, and attractiue eyes.

747722How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt teares.

748723If so, my eyes are oftner washt then hers.

749724No, no: I am as vgly as a Beare:

750725For beastes that meete mee, runne away, for feare.

751726Therefore, no maruaile, though Demetrius

752727Doe, as a monster, fly my presence, thus.