Act 3 Scene 2 Story Board
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- With the love juice, as I did bid thee doBut hast thou yet latched the Athenias eyes. This falls out better than I could devise...
- That when he waked, of force she must be eyed.And the Athenian woman by his side,I took him sleeping, that is finished too,
- I had rather give his carcass to my hounds.
- Nor is he dead, for aught that I can tell.I am not guilty of Lysander's blood? And if I could, what should I get therefor?
- I pray thee, tell methen that he is well.
- If thou hast slain Lysander in his sleep,For thou, I fear, hast given me cause to curse.
- A privilege never to see me more. See me no more, whether he be dead or not.
- You are unkind, Demetrius, be not so.For you love Hermia. This you know I know.
- O spite! O hell! I see you all are bentTo set against me for your merriment.
- Never did mockers waste more idle breath.
- To what, my love,shall I compare thine eyne?
- Hang off, thou cat, thou burr . Vile thing, let loose, Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent.
- Why are you grown so rude? What change is this, Sweet Love?
- What, can you do me greater harm than hate?
- I would I had your bond, for I perceive. A weak bond holds you. I'll not trust your word.
- What, should I hurt her, strike her, kill her dead?Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so.
- O me, you juggler, you cankerblossom,You thief of love. What, have you come by nightAnd stolen my love's heart from him?
- Lower? Hark again. Why, get you gone. Who is't that hinders you?
- I pray you, though you mock me gentlemen,Let her not hurt me. I was never curst
- Have you no modesty, no maiden shame, Fie, fie, you counterfeit, you puppet you!
- Thou seest these lovers seek a place to fight.Hie therefore, Robin, overcast the night; And lead these testy rivals so astray. As one come not within another's way.Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong. Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye,. To take from thence all error with his might,
- I with the morning's love have oft made sport. But we are spirits of another sort. We may effect thisbusiness yet ere day.
- Goblin, lead them up and down. I am feared in field and town. I will lead them up and down.Up and down, up and down,
- And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger,For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast,My fairy lord, this must be done with haste,
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