Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hel. Hel.
Hel. You draw me, you hard‑hearted Adamant,
Hel. But yet you draw not Iron, for my heart
Hel. Is true as steele. Leaue you your power to draw,
Hel. And I shall haue no power to follow you.
Deme. Deme.
Deme. Do I entice you? do I speake you faire?
Deme. Or rather doe I not in plainest truth,
Deme. Tell you I doe not, nor I cannot loue you?
Hel. And euen for that doe I loue thee the more;
Hel. I am your spaniell, and Demetrius,
Hel. The more you beat me, I will fawne on you.
Hel. Vse me but as your spaniell; spurne me, strike me,
Hel. Neglect me, lose me; onely giue me leaue
Hel. (Vnworthy as I am) to follow you.
Hel. What worser place can I beg in your loue,
Hel. (And yet a place of high respect with me)
Hel. Then to be vsed as you doe your dogge.
Dem. Dem.