The deepest loathing to the stomach brings,
Or as the heresies that men do leave139
Are hated most of those they did deceive140,
So thou, my surfeit and my heresy,
Of142 all be hated, but the most of me.
And all my powers address143 your love and might
To honour Helen and to be her knight!
Exit
HERMIA Help me, Lysander, help me; do thy best
Wakes
To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast!
Ay me, for pity; what a dream was here?
Lysander, look how I do quake with fear:
Methought a serpent ate my heart away,
And you sat smiling at his cruel prey150.
Lysander! What, removed151? Lysander! Lord!
What, out of hearing? Gone? No sound, no word?
Alack, where are you? Speak, an if153 you hear:
Speak, of all loves154! I swoon almost with fear.
No? Then I well perceive you are not nigh.
&n
bsp; Either death or you I'll find immediately.
Titania remains asleep
Exit
Act 3 [Scene 1]
running scene 4 continues
Enter the Clowns [Bottom, Quince, Snug, Flute, Snout and Starveling]
BOTTOM Are we all met?
QUINCE Pat2, pat, and here's a marvellous convenient place for our rehearsal. This green plot shall be our stage, this
hawthorn brake our tiring-house4, and we will do it in action as we will do it before the duke.