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How now my love? Why is your cheek so pale?How chance the roses there do fade so fast? Ay me,for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But either it was different in blood
Belike for want of rain, which I could well beteem them from the tempest of my eyes. O cross! too high to be entharlled to low. O spite! too old to be engaged to young. O hell! to choose love by another's eyes.
Stand aside. The noise they make, Will cause Demetrius to awake.
Captain of our fairy band,Helena is here at hand,And the youth, mistook by me,Pleading for a lover’s fee.Shall we their fond pageant see?Lord, what fools these mortals be!
Then will two at once woo one.That must needs be sport alone.And those things do best please me, That befall prepost’rously.
Keep promise, love. Look, here comes Helena
Call you me “fair”? That “fair” again unsay.Demetrius loves your fair. O happy fair!Your eyes are lodestars and your tongue’s sweet airMore tunable than lark to shepherd’s ear
I swear to thee by Cupid’s strongest bow,By his best arrow with the golden head,By the simplicity of Venus’ doves,By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves,And by that fire which burned the Carthage queen

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