A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM William Shakespeare ACT FIRST SCENE I: Athens.—The palace of Theseus [Enter Theseus, Hippolyta, Philostrate The. Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour Long withering out a young man's revenue. The. Go, Philostrate, Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments; But I will wed thee in another key, With pomp, with triumph and with revelling. [Enter Egeus, Hermia, Lysander and Ege.-Happy be Theseus, our renowned duke! Stand forth, Lysander; and, my gracious duke, And interchanged love-tokens with my child; ceits; Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats, messen gers Of strong prevailment in unharden'd youth; With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart; 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 advised, fair maid; Her. So is Lysander. 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. Rather your eyes must with his judgment look. Her. I do entreat your Grace to pardon me. I know not by what power I am made bold, The. Either to die the death, or to abjure Forever the society of men. Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires; Chanting faint hymns to the cold, fruitless moon. But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness. Her. So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord, Ere I will yield my virgin patent up |