ACT III.
2. SCENE II. Another part of the wood.
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HERMIA
 
Why, get you gone: who is't that hinders you? 
 
HELENA
 
A foolish heart that I leave here behind. 
 
HERMIA
 
What! with Lysander? 
 
HELENA
 
With Demetrius. 
 
LYSANDER
 
Be not afraid; she shall not harm thee, Helena. 
 
DEMETRIUS
 
No, sir, she shall not, though you take her part. 
 
HELENA
 
O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd:
 
She was a vixen when she went to school;
 
And, though she be but little, she is fierce. 
 
HERMIA
 
Little again! nothing but low and little!--
 
Why will you suffer her to flout me thus?
 
Let me come to her. 
 
LYSANDER
 
Get you gone, you dwarf;
 
You minimus, of hind'ring knot-grass made;
 
You bead, you acorn. 
 
DEMETRIUS
 
You are too officious
 
In her behalf that scorns your services.
 
Let her alone: speak not of Helena;
 
Take not her part; for if thou dost intend
 
Never so little show of love to her,
 
Thou shalt aby it. 
 
LYSANDER
 
Now she holds me not;
 
Now follow, if thou dar'st, to try whose right,
 
Of thine or mine, is most in Helena. 
 
DEMETRIUS
 
Follow! nay, I'll go with thee, cheek by jole. 
 
[Exeunt LYSANDER and DEMETRIUS.] 
 
HERMIA
 
You, mistress, all this coil is 'long of you:
 
Nay, go not back. 
 
HELENA
 
I will not trust you, I;
 
Nor longer stay in your curst company.
 
Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray;
 
My legs are longer though, to run away.
 
 
[Exit.] 
 
HERMIA
 
I am amaz'd, and know not what to say.
 
 
[Exit, pursuing HELENA.] 
 
OBERON
 
This is thy negligence: still thou mistak'st,
 
Or else commit'st thy knaveries willfully. 
 
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