2928Again
st my childe, my daughter
Hermia.
3029Stand forth Demetrius. 3231This man hath my con
sent to marry her.
3332Stand forth Lisander. 3433And my gratious Duke,
3534This man hath bewitcht the bo
some of my childe.
3635Thou, thou
Lysander, thou ha
st giuen her rimes,
3736And interchang'd loue tokens with my childe:
3837Thou ha
st, by moone-light, at her windowe
sung,
3938With faining voice, ver
ses of faining loue,
4039And
stolne the impre
ssion of her phanta
sie:
4140With bracelets of thy haire, rings, gawdes, conceites,
4241Knackes, tri
fles, no
segaies,
sweete meates (me
ssengers
4342Of
strong preuailement in vnhardened youth)
4443With cunning ha
st thou
filcht my daughters heart,
4544Turnd her obedience (which is due to mee)
4645To
stubborne har
shne
sse. And, my gratious Duke,
4746Be it
so,
she will not here, before your Grace,
4847Con
sent to marry with
Demetrius,
4948I beg the auncient priuiledge of
Athens: 5049As
she is mine, I may di
spo
se of her:
5150Which
shall be, either to this gentleman,
5251Or to her death; according to our lawe,
5352Immediatly prouided, in that ca
se.
5453The. What
say you,
Hermia? Be aduis'd, faire maid.
5554To you, your father
should be as a God:
5655One that compos'd your beauties: yea and one,
5756To whome you are but as a forme in wax,
5857By him imprinted, and within his power,
5958To leaue the
figure, or di
sfigure it:
6059Demetrius is a worthy gentleman.
6160Her. So is
Lisander.
The. In him
selfe he is:
6361But in this kinde, wanting your fathers voice,
6462The other mu
st be held the worthier.
Her.