Speeches (Lines) for Helena
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Call you me fair? that fair again unsay.
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O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill! |
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O that my prayers could such affection move! |
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The more I love, the more he hateth me. |
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None, but your beauty: would that fault were mine! |
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How happy some o'er other some can be!
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You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant;
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And even for that do I love you the more.
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And I am sick when I look not on you. |
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Your virtue is my privilege: for that
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The wildest hath not such a heart as you.
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Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field,
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Stay, though thou kill me, sweet Demetrius. |
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O, wilt thou darkling leave me? do not so. |
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O, I am out of breath in this fond chase!
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Do not say so, Lysander; say not so
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Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born?
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You do advance your cunning more and more.
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Nor none, in my mind, now you give her o'er. |
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O spite! O hell! I see you all are bent
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Never did mockers waste more idle breath. |
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Lo, she is one of this confederacy!
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Have you not set Lysander, as in scorn,
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Ay, do, persever, counterfeit sad looks,
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O excellent! |
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Yes, sooth; and so do you. |
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Fine, i'faith!
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I pray you, though you mock me, gentlemen,
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Good Hermia, do not be so bitter with me.
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A foolish heart, that I leave here behind. |
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With Demetrius. |
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O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd!
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I will not trust you, I,
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O weary night, O long and tedious night,
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So methinks:
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And Hippolyta. |
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