A Midsommer nightes dreame.
10551007When in that moment (
so it came to pa
sse)
10561008Tytania wak't, and
straight way lou'd an A
sse.
10571009Ob. This falles out better, then I could deui
se.
10581010But ha
st thou yet latcht the
Athenians eyes,
10591011With the loue iuice, as I did bid thee doe?
10601012Rob. I tooke him
sleeping (that is
fini
sht to)
10611013And the
Athenian woman, by his
side;
10621014That when he wak't, of force
she mu
st be ey'd.
10641016Ob. Stand clo
se: this is the
same
Athenian.
10651017Rob. This is the woman: but not this the man.
10661018Demet. O, Why rebuke you him, that loues you
so?
10671019Lay breath
so bitter, on your bitter foe.
10681020Her. Now I but chide: but I
should v
se thee wor
se.
10691021For thou (I feare) ha
st giuen me cau
se to cur
se.
10701022If thou ha
st slaine
Lysander, in his
sleepe;
10711023Being ore
shooes in blood, plunge in the deepe, & kill mee
(to. 10731024The Sunne was not
so true vnto the day,
10741025As hee to mee. Would hee haue
stollen away,
10751026Frow
sleeping
Hermia? Ile beleeue, as
soone,
10761027This whole earth may be bor'd, and that the Moone
10771028May through the Center creepe, and
so di
splea
se
10781029Her brothers noonetide, with th'
Antipodes.
10791030It cannot be, but thou ha
st murdred him.
10801031So
should a murtherer looke;
so dead,
so grimme.
10811032Dem. So
should the murthered looke, and
so
should I,
10821033Pear
st through the heart, with your
sterne cruelty.
10831034Yet you, the murtherer, looke as bright, as cleere,
10841035As yonder
Venus, in her glimmering
spheare.
10851036Her. Whats this to my
Lysander? Where is hee?
10861037Ah good
Demetrius, wilt thou giue him mee?
10871038Deme. I had rather giue his carca
sse to my hounds.
10881039Her. Out dog, out curre: thou driu'
st me pa
st the bounds
10891040Of maidens patience. Ha
st thou
slaine him then?
10901041Henceforth be neuer numbred among men.
O,