A Midsummer Night’s Dream (Demetrius)

Lysander: Demetrius loves her, and he loves not you (Awakes) O Helena, o goddess, nymph, perfect, divineTo what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?
Lysander: Helen, It is not so. (Enters Hermia) Look, where thy love comes; yonder is thy dear
Hermia: sweet, do not scorn her so. I say I can love thee more than he (spin Hermia) can do.
Lysander: and prove it too Quick come (fake punches and slapping)
Lysander: Demetrius, I will keep my word with thee I would I had your bond, for I perceive a weak bond holds you; I’ll not trust your word.
Lysander: she shall not harm thee Helena No, sir, she shall not though you take her part!
Lysander: you head, you acorn You are to officious in her behalf that scorns your services. Let her alon, speak not of Helena.
Lysander: of thine or mine, in most in Helena Follow! Nay, I’ll go with thee, cheek in jole.