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Writing Workshop 9 (continued)
My Notes
How low am I? I am not yet so low
But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes.
HELENA: I pray you, though you mock me, gentlemen, Let her not hurt me: I was never curst;
I have no gift at all in shrewishness;
I am a right maid for my cowardice:
Let her not strike me. You perhaps may think, Because she is something lower than myself, That I can match her.
HERMIA: Lower! hark, again.
HELENA: Good Hermia, do not be so bitter with me. I evermore did love you, Hermia,
Did ever keep your counsels, never wrong’d you;
Save that, in love unto Demetrius,
I told him of your stealth unto this wood.
He follow’d you; for love I follow’d him;
But he hath chid me hence and threaten’d me To strike me, spurn me, nay, to kill me too: And now, so you will let me quiet go,
To Athens will I bear my folly back And follow you no further: let me go: You see how simple and how fond I am.
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 hindering 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 darest, to try whose right, Of thine or mine, is most in Helena.
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