1 Stay, on thy peril; I alone will go.
2 Mine ear is much enamour'd of thy note.
3 Lysander, keep thy Hermia; I will none.
4 So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisbe dear.
5 Look where thy love comes; yonder is thy dear.
6 Do it for thy true love take; Love and languish for his sake.
7 Ere he do leave this grove, Thou shalt fly him, and he shall seek thy love.
8 Disparage not the faith thou dost not know, Lest to thy peril thou aby it dear.
9 And I will purge thy mortal grossness so That thou shalt like an airy spirit go.
10 And from thy hated presence part I so: See me no more, whether he be dead or no.
11 This is thy negligence: still thou mistak'st, Or else commit'st thy knaveries willfully.
12 Of thy misprision must perforce ensue Some true love turn'd, and not a false turn'd true.
13 Thou art not by mine eye, Lysander, found; Mine ear, I thank it, brought me to thy sound.
14 Be it ounce, or cat, or bear, Pard, or boar with bristled hair, In thy eye that shall appear When thou wak'st, it is thy dear.
15 Churl, upon thy eyes I throw All the power this charm doth owe; When thou wak'st let love forbid Sleep his seat on thy eyelid.
16 Hippolyta, I woo'd thee with my sword, And won thy love doing thee injuries; But I will wed thee in another key, With pomp, with triumph, and with revelling.
17 Then I must be thy lady; but I know When thou hast stol'n away from fairyland, And in the shape of Corin sat all day Playing on pipes of corn, and versing love To amorous Phillida.
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