Call You fair That Fair Again
Speeches (Lines) for Helena
in "Midsummer Night's Dream"
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Hermia. God speed fair Helena! whither abroad?
Helena. Phone call you me fair? that fair once more unsay.
Demetrius loves your fair: O happy off-white!
Your optics are lode-stars; and your tongue's sweetness air
More tuneable than distraction to shepherd'southward ear,
When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds appear.
Sickness is catching: O, were favour then,
Yours would I take hold of, fair Hermia, ere I get;
My ear should catch your vocalisation, my eye your eye,
My tongue should take hold of your tongue's sweetness melody.
Were the world mine, Demetrius beingness bated,
The rest I'd requite to be to you translated.
O, teach me how you expect, and with what art
You sway the move of Demetrius' heart.
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Hermia. I frown upon him, yet he loves me all the same.
Helena. O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill!
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Hermia. I requite him curses, however he gives me beloved.
Helena. O that my prayers could such amore move!
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Hermia. The more than I hate, the more than he follows me.
Helena. The more I love, the more he hateth me.
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Hermia. His folly, Helena, is no fault of mine.
Helena. None, just your beauty: would that fault were mine!
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(phase directions). [Exit]
Helena. How happy some o'er other some can be!
Through Athens I am idea as off-white as she.
But what of that? Demetrius thinks non so;
He will non know what all but he do know:
And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes,
Then I, admiring of his qualities:
Things base of operations and vile, folding no quantity,
Honey tin can transpose to form and dignity:
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted bullheaded:
Nor hath Love's heed of any judgement gustatory modality;
Wings and no eyes effigy unheedy haste:
And therefore is Dear said to be a child,
Because in choice he is then oft beguiled.
Every bit waggish boys in game themselves forswear,
So the boy Love is perjured every where:
For ere Demetrius look'd on Hermia'southward eyne,
He hail'd downward oaths that he was only mine;
And when this hail some rut from Hermia felt,
So he dissolved, and showers of oaths did melt.
I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flying:
Then to the wood volition he to-morrow night
Pursue her; and for this intelligence
If I have thanks, it is a dear expense:
But herein mean I to enrich my pain,
To have his sight thither and back again.
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Demetrius. I love thee not, therefore pursue me not.
Where is Lysander and fair Hermia?
The ane I'll slay, the other slayeth me.
Thou told'st me they were stolen unto this wood;
And here am I, and wode within this woods,
Because I cannot encounter my Hermia.
Hence, go thee gone, and follow me no more.
Helena. You describe me, you difficult-hearted adamant;
But yet y'all draw not iron, for my heart
Is truthful every bit steel: leave you your power to draw,
And I shall have no ability to follow you.
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Demetrius. Do I entice you? practise I speak you fair?
Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth
Tell y'all, I exercise not, nor I cannot dear you?
Helena. And even for that do I love y'all the more.
I am your spaniel; and, Demetrius,
The more yous vanquish me, I will fawn on yous:
Use me only equally your spaniel, spurn me, strike me,
Neglect me, lose me; only give me go out,
Unworthy as I am, to follow yous.
What worser identify can I beg in your dearest,—
And notwithstanding a place of high respect with me,—
Than to be used equally you use your canis familiaris?
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Demetrius. Tempt not as well much the hatred of my spirit;
For I am sick when I practise wait on thee.
Helena. And I am sick when I wait non on you.
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Demetrius. Yous do impeach your modesty besides much,
To leave the city and commit yourself
Into the hands of ane that loves you non;
To trust the opportunity of night
And the sick counsel of a desert place
With the rich worth of your virginity.
Helena. Your virtue is my privilege: for that
It is not night when I do see your face,
Therefore I call back I am non in the night;
Nor doth this wood lack worlds of visitor,
For you in my respect are all the world:
And then how tin it be said I am alone,
When all the world is here to look on me?
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Demetrius. I'll run from thee and hide me in the brakes,
And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts.
Helena. The wildest hath non such a heart equally yous.
Run when you will, the story shall be changed:
Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase;
The pigeon pursues the griffin; the mild hind
Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed,
When cowardice pursues and valour flies.
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Demetrius. I volition not stay thy questions; let me become:
Or, if thou follow me, do not believe
But I shall do thee mischief in the wood.
Helena. Ay, in the temple, in the boondocks, the field,
You practice me mischief. Fie, Demetrius!
Your wrongs exercise set up a scandal on my sex:
We cannot fight for love, as men may do;
We should be wood and were not made to woo.
[Exit DEMETRIUS]
I'll follow thee and make a heaven of hell,
To die upon the manus I love so well.
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(stage directions). [Enter DEMETRIUS and HELENA, running]
Helena. Stay, though g kill me, sweet Demetrius.
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Demetrius. I charge thee, hence, and do non haunt me thus.
Helena. O, wilt thou darkling get out me? do not so.
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(stage directions). [Exit]
Helena. O, I am out of breath in this fond chase!
The more than my prayer, the bottom is my grace.
Happy is Hermia, wheresoe'er she lies;
For she hath blessed and attractive eyes.
How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears:
If so, my eyes are oftener wash'd than hers.
No, no, I am as ugly equally a bear;
For beasts that meet me run away for fear:
Therefore no marvel though Demetrius
Exercise, as a monster fly my presence thus.
What wicked and dissembling glass of mine
Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne?
But who is here? Lysander! on the basis!
Dead? or asleep? I encounter no blood, no wound.
Lysander if you live, practiced sir, awake.
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Lysander. [Awaking] And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake.
Transparent Helena! Nature shows art,
That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart.
Where is Demetrius? O, how fit a word
Is that vile name to perish on my sword!
Helena. Do not say so, Lysander; say not then
What though he honey your Hermia? Lord, what though?
Nonetheless Hermia still loves you: then be content.
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Lysander. Content with Hermia! No; I do apologize
The tedious minutes I with her have spent.
Not Hermia just Helena I love:
Who will non change a raven for a dove?
The will of human is past his reason sway'd;
And reason says you are the worthier maid.
Things growing are non ripe until their flavor
And then I, being young, till now ripe not to reason;
And touching now the betoken of homo skill,
Reason becomes the marshal to my will
And leads me to your eyes, where I o'erlook
Love'due south stories written in dear'due south richest volume.
Helena. Wherefore was I to this bang-up mockery built-in?
When at your hands did I deserve this scorn?
Is't not enough, is't non enough, young human,
That I did never, no, nor never tin,
Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' middle,
Merely you lot must flout my insufficiency?
Adept troth, y'all do me incorrect, adept sooth, you do,
In such disdainful mode me to woo.
Only fare you well: perforce I must confess
I idea you lord of more true gentleness.
O, that a lady, of one human refused.
Should of another therefore exist driveling!
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Lysander. Why should you lot remember that I should woo in contemptuousness?
Scorn and derision never come in tears:
Look, when I vow, I cry; and vows and then born,
In their nativity all truth appears.
How tin can these things in me seem contemptuousness to y'all,
Bearing the badge of religion, to testify them true?
Helena. You do accelerate your cunning more and more.
When truth kills truth, O devilish-holy fray!
These vows are Hermia'due south: will you requite her o'er?
Weigh oath with oath, and y'all will nothing weigh:
Your vows to her and me, put in two scales,
Will even weigh, and both as light equally tales.
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Lysander. I had no judgment when to her I swore.
Helena. Nor none, in my listen, now yous give her o'er.
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Demetrius. [Awaking] O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!
To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?
Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in prove
Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!
That pure congealed white, high Taurus snow,
Fann'd with the eastern air current, turns to a crow
When thou hold'st up thy hand: O, let me buss
This princess of pure white, this seal of bliss!
Helena. O spite! O hell! I see you all are aptitude
To set up confronting me for your merriment:
If you we re ceremonious and knew courtesy,
You would non exercise me thus much injury.
Can y'all non hate me, every bit I know you lot exercise,
But you must join in souls to mock me too?
If you were men, as men you are in show,
You would non utilise a gentle lady so;
To vow, and swear, and superpraise my parts,
When I am certain you hate me with your hearts.
Y'all both are rivals, and dearest Hermia;
And at present both rivals, to mock Helena:
A trim exploit, a manly enterprise,
To conjure tears upwards in a poor maid'south eyes
With your derision! none of noble sort
Would so offend a virgin, and extort
A poor soul'south patience, all to make you sport.
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Lysander. Yous are unkind, Demetrius; be not so;
For you love Hermia; this you lot know I know:
And here, with all good volition, with all my heart,
In Hermia's love I yield you up my office;
And yours of Helena to me bequeath,
Whom I do love and will do till my expiry.
Helena. Never did mockers waste more than idle breath.
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Hermia. You speak not every bit you lot think: it cannot be.
Helena. Lo, she is one of this confederacy!
Now I perceive they accept conjoin'd all three
To manner this false sport, in spite of me.
Injurious Hermia! most ungrateful maid!
Have you lot conspired, take you with these contrived
To bait me with this foul derision?
Is all the counsel that nosotros two have shared,
The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent,
When we have chid the hasty-footed fourth dimension
For parting us,—O, is it all forgot?
All schoolhouse-days' friendship, childhood innocence?
Nosotros, Hermia, like two artificial gods,
Have with our needles created both ane bloom,
Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion,
Both warbling of one vocal, both in one key,
As if our hands, our sides, voices and minds,
Had been incorporate. Then we grow together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
Simply yet an spousal relationship in segmentation;
2 lovely berries moulded on one stem;
So, with 2 seeming bodies, simply 1 eye;
2 of the first, like coats in heraldry,
Due only to one and crowned with i crest.
And will you rent our ancient love disconnected,
To bring together with men in scorning your poor friend?
It is not friendly, 'tis non maidenly:
Our sex, also as I, may admonish y'all for it,
Though I lone do feel the injury.
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Hermia. I am amazed at your passionate words.
I scorn you not: it seems that you scorn me.
Helena. Have you non fix Lysander, every bit in scorn,
To follow me and praise my optics and confront?
And made your other dearest, Demetrius,
Who even but at present did spurn me with his foot,
To phone call me goddess, nymph, divine and rare,
Precious, celestial? Wherefore speaks he this
To her he hates? and wherefore doth Lysander
Deny your dear, so rich inside his soul,
And tender me, forsooth, affection,
Just by your setting on, by your consent?
What thought I be not and so in grace every bit you,
And then hung upon with love, and so fortunate,
Simply miserable most, to beloved unloved?
This you should pity rather than despise.
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Hermia. I sympathize not what you hateful by this.
Helena. Ay, practice, persever, counterfeit sorry looks,
Make mouths upon me when I turn my back;
Wink each at other; concord the sweet jest up:
This sport, well carried, shall be chronicled.
If you lot accept any pity, grace, or manners,
You lot would non make me such an argument.
Simply fare ye well: 'tis partly my own error;
Which expiry or absence soon shall remedy.
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Lysander. Stay, gentle Helena; hear my excuse:
My love, my life my soul, fair Helena!
Helena. O excellent!
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Hermia. Do you not jest?
Helena. Yeah, sooth; and then do you.
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Hermia. O me! you lot juggler! you herpes-blossom!
You thief of love! what, take you come up by dark
And stolen my love's middle from him?
Helena. Fine, i'religion!
Have you no modesty, no maiden shame,
No touch of bashfulness? What, volition yous tear
Impatient answers from my gentle tongue?
Fie, fie! you counterfeit, you boob, yous!
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Hermia. Boob? why then? ay, that way goes the game.
Now I perceive that she hath made compare
Between our statures; she hath urged her height;
And with her personage, her tall personage,
Her peak, forsooth, she hath prevail'd with him.
And are y'all grown then high in his esteem;
Considering I am so dwarfish and then low?
How depression am I, yard painted maypole? speak;
How low am I? I am not yet so low
Merely that my nails tin can reach unto thine eyes.
Helena. I pray yous, though you lot mock me, gentlemen,
Let her not hurt me: I was never curst;
I have no souvenir at all in shrewishness;
I am a correct maid for my cowardice:
Let her not strike me. You maybe may think,
Because she is something lower than myself,
That I tin friction match her.
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Hermia. Lower! hark, once more.
Helena. Good Hermia, practice not be then bitter with me.
I evermore did love you, Hermia,
Did ever go along your counsels, never wrong'd you;
Save that, in honey unto Demetrius,
I told him of your stealth unto this wood.
He follow'd you lot; for honey I follow'd him;
But he hath chid me hence and threaten'd me
To strike me, spurn me, nay, to kill me besides:
And at present, and then you will let me serenity go,
To Athens will I deport my folly back
And follow you no further: let me go:
You see how elementary and how addicted I am.
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Hermia. Why, go you gone: who is't that hinders you?
Helena. A foolish heart, that I leave here behind.
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Hermia. What, with Lysander?
Helena. With Demetrius.
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Demetrius. No, sir, she shall non, though you take her part.
Helena. O, when she's angry, she is peachy and shrewd!
She was a vixen when she went to school;
And though she be simply little, she is fierce.
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Hermia. You, mistress, all this coil is 'long of you:
Nay, go not back.
Helena. I will not trust y'all, I,
Nor longer stay in your curst company.
Your easily than mine are quicker for a fray,
My legs are longer though, to run away.
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(stage directions). [Re-enter HELENA]
Helena. O weary night, O long and deadening night,
Allay thy 60 minutes! Shine comforts from the east,
That I may dorsum to Athens by daylight,
From these that my poor company detest:
And sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's heart,
Steal me awhile from mine own visitor.
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Hermia. Methinks I see these things with parted heart,
When every thing seems double.
Helena. And so methinks:
And I have found Demetrius similar a precious stone,
Mine own, and non mine own.
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Hermia. Yea; and my father.
Helena. And Hippolyta.
Source: https://www.opensourceshakespeare.org/views/plays/characters/charlines.php?CharID=Helena-mnd&WorkID=midsummer&cues=1
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