a mid summers nights dream

Glide: 1
Please give in, sweet Hermia.And Lysander, stop acting like she’s yours. I’ve got more of a right to her than you do.
Her father loves you, Demetrius. So why don’t you marry him and let me have Hermia?
It’s true, rude Lysander, I do love him. That’s why I’m giving him my daughter. She’s mine, and I’m giving her to Demetrius.
Glide: 2
What’s going on, my love? Why are you so pale? Why have your rosy cheeks faded so quickly?
Hermia. I have an aunt who is a widow, who’s very rich and doesn’t have any children. She lives about twenty miles from Athens
Probably because my cheeks' roses needed rain, which I could easily give them with all the tears in my eyes.
So here’s the plan. If you love me, sneak out of your father’s house tomorrow night and meet me in the forest a few miles outside of town.
Oh, Lysander, I swear I’ll be there tomorrow.
Glide: 3
Oh Hermia, teach me how you look the way you do, and which tricks you used to make Demetrius fall in love with you.
Don’t worry. He won’t see my face ever again. Lysander and I are running away from here to the woods were we will happily wed.