Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hel. But yet a vnion in partition,
Hel. Two
Hel. A Midsommer nights Dreame.
Hel. Two louely berries molded on one stem,
Hel. So with two seeming bodies, but one heart,
Hel. Two of the first life coats in Heraldry,
Hel. Due but to one and crowned with one crest.
Hel. And will you rent our ancient loue asunder,
Hel. To ioyne with men in scorning your poore friend?
Hel. It is not friendly, 'tis not maidenly.
Hel. Our sexe as well as I, may chide you for it,
Hel. Though I alone doe feele the iniurie.
Her. Her.
Her. I am amazed at your passionate words,
Her. I scorne you not; It seemes that you scorne me.
Hel. Hel.
Hel. Haue you not set Lysander, as in scorne
Hel. To follow me, and praise my eies and face?
Hel. And made your other loue, Demetrius
Hel. (Who euen but now did spurne me with his foote)