10551007When in that moment (so it came to passe)

10561008Tytania wak't, and straight way lou'd an Asse.

10571009Ob. This falles out better, then I could deuise.

10581010But hast thou yet latcht the Athenians eyes,

10591011With the loue iuice, as I did bid thee doe?

10601012Rob. I tooke him sleeping (that is finisht to)

10611013And the Athenian woman, by his side;

10621014That when he wak't, of force she must be ey'd.

10641016Ob. Stand close: 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 vse thee worse.

10691021For thou (I feare) hast giuen me cause to curse.

10701022If thou hast 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 displease

10781029Her brothers noonetide, with th' Antipodes.

10791030It cannot be, but thou hast murdred him.

10801031So should a murtherer looke; so dead, so grimme.

10811032Dem. So should the murthered looke, and so should I,

10821033Pearst 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 carcasse to my hounds.

10881039Her. Out dog, out curre: thou driu'st me past the bounds

10891040Of maidens patience. Hast thou slaine him then?

10901041Henceforth be neuer numbred among men.