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Now, fair Hippolita, our nuptial hour
Long withering out a young man's revenue.
Hip. Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights;
Four nights will quickly dream away the time;
New bent in heaven, shall behold the night
the Athenian youth to merriments;
The. Go, Philostrate,
Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;
Turn melancholy forth to funerals,
The pale companion is not for our pomp. [Exit PHIL.
And won thy love, doing thee injuries;
With pomp, with triumph, and with revelling.
Enter EGEUS, HERMIA, LYSANDER, and DEME
Ege. Happy be Theseus, our renowned duke!
Ege. Full of vexation come I, with complaint Against my child, my daughter Hermia.Stand forth, Demetrius ;-My noble lord, This man hath my consent to marry her :Stand forth, Lysander ;-and, my gracious duke, This man hath witch'd the bosom of my child: Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhimes, And interchang'd love-tokens with my child : Thou hast by moon-light at her window sung, With feigning voice, verses of feigning love; And stol'n the impression of her fantasy
With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits,
Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me,
To stubborn harshness-And, my gracious duke,
I beg the ancient privilege of Athens;
The. What say you, Hermia? be advis'd, fair maid:
To you your father should be as a god ;
One that compos'd your beauties; yea, and one
By him imprinted, and within his power
The. In himself he is:
But, in this kind, wanting your father's voice,
Her. I would my father look'd but with my eyes. The. Rather your eyes must with his judgment
Her. I do entreat your grace to pardon me.
In such a presence here, to plead my thoughts: