1 We cannot fight for love as men may do.
2 The wildest hath not such a heart as you.
3 You shall play it in a mask, and you may speak as small as you will.
4 Before the time I did Lysander see, Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me.
5 If then true lovers have ever cross'd, It stands as an edict in destiny.
6 And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes, So I, admiring of his qualities.
7 In the meantime I will draw a bill of properties, such as our play wants.
8 From Athens is her house remote seven leagues, And she respects me as her only son.
9 You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant, But yet you draw not iron, for my heart Is true as steel.
10 Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me, Neglect me, lose me; only give me leave, Unworthy as I am, to follow you.
11 But I will aggravate my voice so, that I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you an 'twere any nightingale.'
12 You can play no part but Pyramus, for Pyramus is a sweet-faced man; a proper man as one shall see in a summer's day; a most lovely gentleman-like man.
13 Then let us teach our trial patience, Because it is a customary cross, As due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs, Wishes and tears, poor fancy's followers.
14 To you your father should be as a god; One that compos'd your beauties, yea, and one To whom you are but as a form in wax By him imprinted, and within his power To leave the figure, or disfigure it.
15 And thorough this distemperature we see The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose; And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set.
16 The King doth keep his revels here tonight; Take heed the Queen come not within his sight, For Oberon is passing fell and wrath, Because that she, as her attendant, hath A lovely boy, stol'n from an Indian king; She never had so sweet a changeling.
17 Take time to pause; and by the next new moon The sealing-day betwixt my love and me For everlasting bond of fellowship, Upon that day either prepare to die For disobedience to your father's will, Or else to wed Demetrius, as he would, Or on Diana's altar to protest For aye austerity and single life.
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