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Henceforth be never numb’red among men!

O, once tell true; tell true, even for my sake!

Durst thou have look’d upon him being awake?

And hast thou kill’d him sleeping? O brave touch!

Could not a worm, an adder, do so much?

An adder did it! for with doubler tongue

Than thine, thou serpent, never adder stung.

Dem.

You spend your passion on a mispris’d mood.

I am not guilty of Lysander’s blood;

Nor is he dead, for aught that I can tell.

Her.

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

Dem.

And if I could, what should I get therefore?

Her.

A privilege never to see me more.

And from thy hated presence part I [so]:

See me no more, whether he be dead or no.

Exit.

Dem.

There is no following her in this fierce vein.

Here therefore for a while I will remain.

So sorrow’s heaviness doth heavier grow

For debt that bankrout [sleep] doth sorrow owe;

Which now in some slight measure it will pay,

If for his tender here I make some stay.

Lie down [and sleep].

Obe.

What hast thou done? Thou hast mistaken quite,