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A Midsummer Night's Dream Translation Act one, Scene 1
THESEUS and HIPPOLYTA enter along with PHILOSTRATE and others.
THESEUS
At present, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hr Draws on apace. Four happy days bring in Another moon. But oh, methinks how wearisome This quondam moon wanes! She lingers my desires, Similar to a stepdame or a dowager Long withering out a young man's revenue.
THESEUS
At present, cute Hippolyta , the hr of our nuptials is speeding closer. In 4 joyful days there volition be a new crescent moon, and we will marry. But oh! The onetime moon seems to me to shrink abroad so slowly! It delays me from getting what I desire, just similar an former rich widow will force her stepson to look forever to receive his inheritance.
HIPPOLYTA
Four days will chop-chop steep themselves in nighttime. Four nights will speedily dream away the time. And then the moon, like to a silver bow New bent in heaven, shall behold the nighttime Of our solemnities.
HIPPOLYTA
Four days volition quickly pass and plough to night. And each night, we volition dream abroad the time. And shortly the moon—like a silverish bow newly bent into a curve in the sky—will look downwards on the nighttime of our wedding celebration.
THESEUS
Go, Philostrate, Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments. Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth. Turn melancholy forth to funerals. The pale companion is non for our pomp.
THESEUS
Go, Philostrate, become the young people of Athens in the mood to celebrate. Wake up the lively and swift spirit of fun. Ship sadness out to funerals—that pale emotion has no place at our festivities.
Hippolyta, I wooed thee with my sword And won thy dearest doing thee injuries. Just I will wed thee in another key, With pomp, with triumph, and with reveling.
Hippolyta, I wooed with you by fighting against you, and won your beloved past injuring you lot. But I'll marry you in a different way—with first-class ceremonies, public festivities, and celebration.
EGEUS
Happy be Theseus, our renownèd duke.
EGEUS
Joy to you, Theseus—our famous and distinguished knuckles!
EGEUS enters with his daughter HERMIA, forth with LYSANDER and DEMETRIUS.
THESEUS
Thanks, good Egeus. What's the news with thee?
THESEUS
Thanks, dear Egeus. What's going on with you?
EGEUS
Total of vexation come I with complaint Against my child, my daughter Hermia. Stand forth, Demetrius. My noble lord, This man hath my consent to marry her. Stand along, Lysander. And my gracious duke, This man hath bugged the bosom of my child. Thou, thou, Lysander, 1000 hast given her rhymes, And interchanged love tokens with my child. Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung With feigning voice verses of feigning love, And stol'n the impression of her fantasy With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gauds, conceits, Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats—messengers Of strong prevailment in unhardened youth. With cunning hast yard filched my daughter's center, Turned her obedience (which is due to me) To stubborn harshness. And, my gracious duke, Be it and so she will non here before your grace Consent to ally with Demetrius, I beg the aboriginal privilege of Athens. As she is mine, I may dispose of her— Which shall be either to this gentleman Or to her death—according to our constabulary Immediately provided in that case.
EGEUS
I've come up to you full of acrimony, to protest against the actions of my daughter, Hermia. Step forrard, Demetrius. My noble lord Theseus, this man, Demetrius, has my blessing to marry her. Stride forward, Lysander. Yet, my gracious duke, this man, Lysander, has put a spell on my daughter's heart. Y'all, y'all, Lysander, you accept given her poems, and exchanged tokens of beloved with my daughter. Yous've come beneath her window in the moonlight and pretended to dearest her with your fake love songs. And yous've stolen her fancy by giving her locks of your hair, rings, toys, trinkets, knickknacks, piffling presents, flowers, and candies—all of which will powerfully influence an innocent kid. Yous've sneaked and schemed to steal my girl's centre, transforming the obedience which she owes me into harsh stubbornness. My gracious knuckles, if Hermia, standing hither in front of y'all, won't concord to marry Demetrius, then I demand my traditional rights as a male parent in Athens . Since she belongs to me, I can practice what I want with her, equally the police force expressly states for but such a case equally this: either she marries Demetrius, or she dies.
THESEUS
What say yous, Hermia? Be advised, fair maid: To you your father should be every bit a god, One that composed your beauties, yea, and ane To whom you are just as a form in wax, By him imprinted and inside his power To leave the figure or disfigure it. Demetrius is a worthy gentleman.
THESEUS
And what practise you say, Hermia? Take this communication, pretty girl: you should see your father as a god, since he'due south the one who created your dazzler. To him, you're like a effigy that he sculpted out of wax, giving him the power to exit it as it is or to destroy information technology. Demetrius is a skillful man.
THESEUS
In himself he is. Only in this kind, wanting your begetter's vocalism, The other must exist held the worthier.
THESEUS
Yes he is. Just in this situation, because he lacks your begetter'southward back up, you lot must consider Demetrius to be better.
HERMIA
I would my father looked but with my eyes.
HERMIA
I wish my father could await at them through my eyes.
THESEUS
Rather your eyes must with his judgment await.
THESEUS
Instead, your view of them must be influenced by your male parent's wishes.
HERMIA
I exercise entreat your grace to pardon me. I know not by what power I am made bold Nor how it may business concern my modesty In such a presence here to plead my thoughts, But I beseech your grace that I may know The worst that may befall me in this instance, If I refuse to wed Demetrius.
HERMIA
I beg your Grace to forgive me. I don't know what is making me bold enough to practise this, or even how speaking my thoughts to such an of import person as you might harm my reputation for modesty. But I beg you to explain to me the worst matter that could happen to me in this situation if I decline to marry Demetrius.
THESEUS
Either to die the death or to abjure Forever the society of men. Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires. Know of your youth. Examine well your blood— Whether, if you yield not to your father'southward selection, Y'all can endure the livery of a nun, For aye to exist in shady curtilage mewed, To live a barren sister all your life, Chanting faint hymns to the cold, fruitless moon. Thrice-blessèd they that master so their blood To undergo such maiden pilgrimage. But earthlier happy is the rose distilled Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
THESEUS
You lot'll either be sentenced to decease or to never again interact with some other man. Therefore, beautiful Hermia, really call back about what you want. Call up about how young you are, and explore your feelings —if you lot exercise not give in to your begetter's wishes, will yous be able to tolerate life wearing the robes of a nun, close upwardly in a dark convent, living your whole life without husband or children, chanting quietly to Diana . Those who tin can control their passions and remain virgins their whole lives are three times as blessed. But a married woman lives happier in this world than a virgin, who achieves the blessing of chastity just grows, lives, and withers to decease as a flower on the stem.
HERMIA
So will I abound, and so live, then die, my lord, Ere I will yield my virgin patent up Unto his lordship, whose unwishèd yoke My soul consents not to give sovereignty.
HERMIA
That is how I volition grow, alive, and dice, my lord. I volition not give upwards the ownership of my virginity to my lord father. My soul refuses to let him command me into the yoke of a marriage I do not want.
THESEUS
Take fourth dimension to intermission, and by the next new moon— The sealing day betwixt my dearest and me For everlasting bond of fellowship— Upon that day either prepare to die For disobedience to your male parent's will, Or else to wed Demetrius, every bit he would, Or on Diana's altar to protestation For aye austerity and unmarried life.
THESEUS
Take some fourth dimension to consider. Past the side by side new moon—the day when my beloved and I will be joined in union —be fix either to die for disobeying your begetter'due south desires, to marry Demetrius, equally your father wishes. Or else, y'all tin go to the temple of Diana and vow to spend the residual of your life as a virgin priestess.
DEMETRIUS
Relent, sweetness Hermia And, Lysander, yield Thy crazèd title to my sure right.
DEMETRIUS
Give in, sugariness Hermia. And, Lysander, requite upward your crazy merits to possession of what is mine.
LYSANDER
You have her male parent's love, Demetrius. Let me accept Hermia's. Do yous ally him.
LYSANDER
Her father loves you, Demetrius. Let me have Hermia, and you can marry him.
EGEUS
Scornful Lysander, true, he hath my love, And what is mine my love shall render him. And she is mine, and all my right of her I practise manor unto Demetrius.
EGEUS
Rude Lysander, it's truthful, I do dear him. And because I love him, I will requite to him what is mine. Hermia is mine, and I'1000 giving my rights to her to Demetrius.
LYSANDER
[To THESEUS] I am, my lord, also derived as he, Too possessed. My beloved is more than his. My fortunes every mode as adequately ranked, (If not with vantage) every bit Demetrius'. And—which is more than all these boasts can be— I am beloved of admirable Hermia. Why should not I so prosecute my right? Demetrius, I'll avouch it to his caput, Made dear to Nedar's girl, Helena, And won her soul. And she, sweet lady, dotes, Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry Upon this spotted and inconstant man.
LYSANDER
[To THESEUS] My lord, I'thou as noble as Demetrius, and as rich. I love Hermia more than he does. My prospects are in every fashion as good as Demetrius', if not improve. And, more importantly than all of those things I just boasted most, beautiful Hermia loves me. Why shouldn't I be able to pursue my rights ally her? Demetrius—and I'll declare this to his face—wooed Nedar's daughter, Helena, and won her love. Now Helena, that sweet lady, obsesses, deeply obsesses, obsesses over this stained and unfaithful human, idolizing him as if he were a god.
THESEUS
I must confess that I have heard so much And with Demetrius thought to accept spoke thereof, Simply beingness overfull of self-affairs, My mind did lose it. But, Demetrius, come. And come up, Egeus. You shall go with me. I have some private schooling for y'all both. For yous, fair Hermia, look y'all arm yourself To fit your fancies to your begetter's will, Or else the law of Athens yields you up (Which by no means nosotros may extenuate) To death, or to a vow of single life. Come up, my Hippolyta. What cheer, my love? Demetrius and Egeus, go on. I must employ you lot in some business concern Against our nuptial and confer with you Of something most that concerns yourselves.
THESEUS
I must admit I've heard that besides, and meant to speak near it with Demetrius. Merely because I was as well busy with my own concerns, I forget about it. Just now, Demetrius and Egeus, come with me. I have some communication for you both that I want to requite in individual. As for you, cute Hermia, prepare yourself to shape your desires to match what your father wants, or else the law of Athens—which I can't modify or lessen in any style—demands that you either die or take a vow of chastity and never marry. Come along, Hippolyta. How are you, my love? Demetrius and Egeus, come up with usa. I have some work I demand you to exercise regarding our nuptials, and there'south something that concerns the 2 of yous that I want to discuss.
EGEUS
With duty and desire nosotros follow y'all.
EGEUS
We follow you because it is our duty, and because we want to.
They exit, except LYSANDER and HERMIA.
LYSANDER
How now, my love? Why is your cheek so pale? How chance the roses there do fade so fast?
LYSANDER
How are you, my love? Why are your cheeks so stake? How is it that the roses in them have faded and then quickly?
HERMIA
Belike for want of rain, which I could well Beteem them from the tempest of my eyes.
HERMIA
Probably considering they lacked rain, which I could hands requite them from the tears in my eyes.
LYSANDER
Ay me! For aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The class of truthful love never did run smooth. Simply either it was different in blood—
LYSANDER
Oh honey! In every book that I accept ever read, whether a story or a history, the path of true honey is never smooth or piece of cake. Perhaps the lovers are of different social classes—
HERMIA
O cross! Too high to be enthralled to low.
HERMIA
Oh, what an obstacle! Being a person of high rank in love with someone of depression stature.
LYSANDER
Or else misgraffèd in respect of years—
LYSANDER
Or else they were very different ages—
HERMIA
O spite! Besides sometime to be engaged to immature.
HERMIA
Oh, savage fate! Existence likewise old to marry someone young.
LYSANDER
Or else it stood upon the option of friends—
LYSANDER
Or else their ability to cull depended on the wishes of their relatives—
HERMIA
O hell, to cull love by another's eyes!
HERMIA
Oh, what a hell, to have someone else'southward wishes determine who yous tin dear!
LYSANDER
Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, decease, or sickness did lay siege to it, Making it momentary as a sound, Swift equally a shadow, short equally any dream, Brief every bit the lightning in the collied dark; That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and Earth, And ere a man hath power to say "Behold!" The jaws of darkness do devour it upward. So quick bright things come to confusion.
LYSANDER
Or—fifty-fifty if ii people loved each other and could cull to marry—state of war, decease, or sickness might arbitrate, so that their love lasts no longer than a sound, is as fleeting as a shadow, curt as a dream. Or it's every bit brief as a commodities of lightning that—similar a flash of passion—lights up sky and Globe simply then disappears into darkness earlier you can even say "Look!" That'south how brilliant things that are full of life are destroyed.
HERMIA
If then true lovers have been ever crossed, It stands as an edict in destiny. And so let u.s. teach our trial patience, Considering it is a customary cantankerous, As due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs, Wishes and tears, poor fancy'due south followers.
HERMIA
If true lovers are e'er thwarted, then it proves that destiny is saying that our thwarted love must exist truthful. And so allow's make certain to approach our trouble with patience. Since all truthful honey must be thwarted, and so beingness thwarted is as much a part of love every bit dreams, sighs, wishes, and tears are.
LYSANDER
A good persuasion. Therefore, hear me, Hermia. I accept a widow aunt, a dowager Of great acquirement, and she hath no child. From Athens is her house remote vii leagues, And she respects me as her only son. There, gentle Hermia, may I marry thee. And to that place the precipitous Athenian law Cannot pursue u.s.a.. If thou lovest me so, Steal forth thy father'due south house tomorrow night. And in the wood, a league without the town— Where I did meet thee once with Helena To do observance to a morn of May— There volition I stay for thee.
LYSANDER
That's the right fashion to think virtually it. So, listen, Hermia. I have an aunt who is a widow, who has property and great wealth, and doesn't accept any children. Her house is near twenty miles from Athens, and she thinks of me as a son. Dear Hermia, I could marry you there, where the harsh laws of Athens can't follow u.s.. And so if y'all love me, sneak out of your father's business firm tomorrow night. I will wait for you in the woods, three miles out of town, at the spot where I one time met you with Helena to celebrate May Twenty-four hours.
HERMIA
My good Lysander! I swear to thee past Cupid's strongest bow, By his all-time arrow with the gold caput, By the simplicity of Venus' doves, By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves, And by that fire which burned the Carthage queen When the false Troyan under canvas was seen, By all the vows that ever men have broke (In number more than e'er women spoke), In that same place thou hast appointed me, Tomorrow truly will I see with thee.
HERMIA
My noble Lysander! I swear to you—by Cupid'southward strongest bow, by his best golden-tipped arrow; by the innocent doves that bulldoze Venus ' chariot; by everything that binds souls together and makes love grow; past the bonfire upon which Queen Dido of Carthage burned herself to death when she saw that her lover Aeneas had secretly sailed away from her; and by all the promises that men have ever broken (which outnumber all the promises women have ever made). I volition come across y'all tomorrow at the spot yous have asked me to go to.
LYSANDER
Keep hope, dearest. Look, here comes Helena.
LYSANDER
Keep your promise, my dearest. Expect, here comes Helena.
HERMIA
Godspeed, fair Helena! Whither away?
HERMIA
Welcome, beautiful Helena! Where are yous going?
HELENA
Call you me "fair?" That "fair" once more unsay. Demetrius loves your fair. O happy off-white! Your eyes are lodestars, and your tongue's sweet air More tunable than lark to shepherd's ear When wheat is dark-green, when hawthorn buds appear. Sickness is catching. Oh, were favor then, Yours would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I get. My ear should catch your voice. My eye, your middle. My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet melody. Were the world mine, Demetrius being aside, The residuum I'd give to be to you translated. O, teach me how you expect and with what art You sway the movement of Demetrius' heart.
HELENA
Did y'all call me "cute?" Take it back. Your beauty is what Demetrius loves. Oh, lucky dazzler! Your eyes are similar stars, and your sweet voice is more melodic than a lark'south song is to a shepherd in the springtime, when the wheat is green and hawthorn buds appear. Sickness is contagious. Oh, I wish beauty was also. I would catch yours, cute Hermia, before I left. My ear would exist infected by your voice, my eye by your eye, and my tongue would grab your tongue'southward musical phonation. If I owned the globe, I'd give it all up—with the exception of Demetrius—to be transformed into you lot. Oh, teach me how you await at Demetrius, and the tricks you use to make him fall in love with you.
HERMIA
I pout upon him, yet he loves me however.
HERMIA
I frown at him, merely he even so loves me.
HELENA
Oh, that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill!
HELENA
Oh, if but your frowns could teach my smiles to have that same ability!
HERMIA
I give him curses, yet he gives me honey.
HERMIA
I curse him, merely he responds with love.
HELENA
Oh, that my prayers could such affection move!
HELENA
Oh, if only my prayers could arouse that kind of amore!
HERMIA
The more I hate, the more he follows me.
HERMIA
The more I hate him, the more than he follows me.
HELENA
The more I dearest, the more he hateth me.
HELENA
The more I love him, the more than he hates me.
HERMIA
His folly, Helena, is no mistake of mine.
HERMIA
Helena, his foolishness is not my error.
HELENA
None, only your dazzler. Would that fault were mine!
HELENA
It'due south only your beauty'due south fault. I wish I had that fault!
HERMIA
Accept condolement. He no more shall see my confront. Lysander and myself will fly this place. Before the time I did Lysander run across Seemed Athens as a paradise to me. Oh, then, what graces in my love do dwell, That he hath turned a heaven unto a hell!
HERMIA
Don't worry. He'll never see my face up again. Lysander and I are running away from here. Before the outset time I saw Lysander, Athens seemed like paradise to me. But Lysander is so beautiful and graceful that, by comparing, he'southward turned what I thought was sky into hell!
LYSANDER
Helen, to you our minds we will unfold. Tomorrow night when Phoebe doth behold Her argent visage in the watery glass, Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass (A time that lovers' flights doth still muffle), Through Athens' gates take we devised to steal.
LYSANDER
Helena, we'll let yous in on our plan. Tomorrow dark—when Phoebe is reflected on the water and decorates the grass with beads of pearly calorie-free (the time of night that always hides lovers on the run—we plan to sneak out through the gates of Athens.
HERMIA
[To HELENA] And in the woods where often you and I Upon faint primrose beds were wont to lie, Emptying our bosoms of their counsel sweetness, At that place my Lysander and myself shall meet. And thence from Athens plow away our eyes To seek new friends and stranger companies. Cheerio, sweet playfellow. Pray thou for united states of america. And expert luck grant thee thy Demetrius! Go along word, Lysander. We must starve our sight From lovers' nutrient till morrow deep midnight.
HERMIA
[To HELENA] In the forest where you and I used to laze around on the pale primroses, sharing all of the sweet secrets of our hearts—that's where Lysander and I will meet. So nosotros'll plough away from Athens and look for new friends and the company of strangers. Goodbye, sweetness friend of my youth. Pray for usa, and may fate give yous Demetrius! Go on your hope, Lysander. We must refrain from the pleasure of seeing each other until tomorrow at midnight.
LYSANDER
I will, my Hermia.
LYSANDER
I will, my Hermia.
Helena, adieu.
Equally you lot on him, Demetrius dote on you!
Goodbye, Helena. May Demetrius dearest yous but equally you lot love him!
HELENA
How happy some o'er other some tin can be! Through Athens I am thought as fair as she. Simply what of that? Demetrius thinks not and then. He will not know what all but he do know. And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes, And so I, admiring of his qualities. Things base of operations and vile, property no quantity, Dear tin transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes only with the listen. And therefore is winged Cupid painted bullheaded. Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste— Wings and no optics figure unheedy haste. And therefore is Dearest said to be a child, Because in choice he is then frequently beguiled. Every bit waggish boys in game themselves forswear, So the boy Honey is perjured everywhere. For ere Demetrius looked on Hermia's eyne, He hailed downward oaths that he was merely mine. And when this hail some estrus from Hermia felt, So he dissolved, and showers of oaths did melt. I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight. Then to the wood volition he tomorrow night Pursue her. And for this intelligence If I have thanks, information technology is a dear expense. But herein hateful I to enrich my pain, To have his sight thither and back again.
HELENA
How happy some people can be compared to others! Throughout Athens, people think I'm equally beautiful as Hermia. But what does that thing? Demetrius doesn't retrieve so. The just opinion he has is his own. And as he wanders, idolizing Hermia's eyes, too I admire his beauty. Dear can transform crude and horrible things of no worth into beautiful and dignified things. Beloved doesn't wait with optics, but with the mind. That's why they paint winged Cupid blind. And Beloved doesn't take skillful judgment or taste—wings and incomprehension brand for undue speed in falling in love. Thus, Love is idea of every bit a child, because he often makes the incorrect choice. But like mischievous boys who go back on their word as they play games, so too does the boy Love perjure himself everywhere. Because before Demetrius saw Helena'due south eyes, he swore that he belonged to only me. And when he felt attracted to Hermia, he dissolved. His promises melted downwards like hail in the oestrus. I will go and tell him that beautiful Hermia is running away. Then he'll got to the forest tomorrow night to pursue her. And if he thank you me for this piece of information, it will all be worth it. But in this manner I program to make my hurting worse, past seeing him go there and back over again.
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