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A MIDSUMMER-NIGHT’S DREAM
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Demetrius.
I will not stay thy questions; let me go:
Or, if thou follow me, do not believe
But I shall do thee mischief in the wood.
Helena.
Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field,
You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius
Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex:
We cannot fight for love, as men may do;
We should be woo'd and were not made to woo.
[Exit Demetrius.
I'll follow thee and make a heaven of hell,
To die upon the hand I love so well. [Exit.
Oberon.
Fare thee well, nymph: ere he do leave this grove,
Thou shalt fly him and he shall seek thy love.
Re-enter Puck.
Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wanderer.
Puck.
Ay, there it is.
Oberon.
Ay, there it is.I pray thee, give it me.
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
