Speeches (Lines) for Hermia
in "Midsummer Night's Dream"
Total: 48

1

I,1,57

So is Lysander.

2

I,1,61

I would my father look'd but with my eyes.

3

I,1,63

I do entreat your grace to pardon me.
I know not by what power I am made bold,...

4

I,1,84

So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord,
Ere I will my virgin patent up...

5

I,1,136

Belike for want of rain, which I could well
Beteem them from the tempest of my eyes.

6

I,1,142

O cross! too high to be enthrall'd to low.

7

I,1,144

O spite! too old to be engaged to young.

8

I,1,146

O hell! to choose love by another's eyes.

9

I,1,156

If then true lovers have been ever cross'd,
It stands as an edict in destiny:...

10

I,1,175

My good Lysander!
I swear to thee, by Cupid's strongest bow,...

11

I,1,188

God speed fair Helena! whither away?

12

I,1,202

I frown upon him, yet he loves me still.

13

I,1,204

I give him curses, yet he gives me love.

14

I,1,206

The more I hate, the more he follows me.

15

I,1,208

His folly, Helena, is no fault of mine.

16

I,1,210

Take comfort: he no more shall see my face;
Lysander and myself will fly this place....

17

I,1,222

And in the wood, where often you and I
Upon faint primrose-beds were wont to lie,...

18

II,2,693

Be it so, Lysander: find you out a bed;
For I upon this bank will rest my head.

19

II,2,697

Nay, good Lysander; for my sake, my dear,
Lie further off yet, do not lie so near.

20

II,2,707

Lysander riddles very prettily:
Now much beshrew my manners and my pride,...

21

II,2,719

With half that wish the wisher's eyes be press'd!

22

II,2,806

[Awaking] Help me, Lysander, help me! do thy best
To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast!...

23

III,2,1078

Now I but chide; but I should use thee worse,
For thou, I fear, hast given me cause to curse,...

24

III,2,1095

What's this to my Lysander? where is he?
Ah, good Demetrius, wilt thou give him me?

25

III,2,1098

Out, dog! out, cur! thou drivest me past the bounds
Of maiden's patience. Hast thou slain him, then?...

26

III,2,1110

I pray thee, tell me then that he is well.

27

III,2,1112

A privilege never to see me more.
And from thy hated presence part I so:...

28

III,2,1217

Dark night, that from the eye his function takes,
The ear more quick of apprehension makes;...

29

III,2,1225

What love could press Lysander from my side?

30

III,2,1231

You speak not as you think: it cannot be.

31

III,2,1260

I am amazed at your passionate words.
I scorn you not: it seems that you scorn me.

32

III,2,1276

I understand not what you mean by this.

33

III,2,1288

Sweet, do not scorn her so.

34

III,2,1298

Lysander, whereto tends all this?

35

III,2,1305

Why are you grown so rude? what change is this?
Sweet love,—

36

III,2,1309

Do you not jest?

37

III,2,1316

What, can you do me greater harm than hate?
Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news, my love!...

38

III,2,1329

O me! you juggler! you canker-blossom!
You thief of love! what, have you come by night...

39

III,2,1337

Puppet? why so? ay, that way goes the game.
Now I perceive that she hath made compare...

40

III,2,1354

Lower! hark, again.

41

III,2,1367

Why, get you gone: who is't that hinders you?

42

III,2,1369

What, with Lysander?

43

III,2,1376

'Little' again! nothing but 'low' and 'little'!
Why will you suffer her to flout me thus?...

44

III,2,1393

You, mistress, all this coil is 'long of you:
Nay, go not back.

45

III,2,1400

I am amazed, and know not what to say.

46

III,2,1517

Never so weary, never so in woe,
Bedabbled with the dew and torn with briers,...

47

IV,1,1747

Methinks I see these things with parted eye,
When every thing seems double.

48

IV,1,1756

Yea; and my father.