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23 A Midsummer Night’s Dream ACT 1. SC. 1 LYSANDER Hermia exits. Lysander exits. HELENA She exits.Keep word, Lysander. We must starve our sightFrom lovers’ food till morrow deep midnight.I will, my Hermia. Helena, adieu.As you on him, Demetrius dote on you!How happy some o’er other some can be!Through Athens I am thought as fair as she.But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so.He will not know what all but he do know.And, as he errs, doting on Hermia’s eyes,So I, admiring of his qualities.Things base and vile, holding no quantity,Love can transpose to form and dignity.Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind;And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.Nor hath Love’s mind of any judgment taste.Wings, and no eyes, figure unheedy haste.And therefore is Love said to be a childBecause in choice he is so oft beguiled.As waggish boys in game themselves forswear,So the boy Love is perjured everywhere.For, ere Demetrius looked on Hermia’s eyne,He hailed down oaths that he was only mine;And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,So he dissolved, and show’rs of oaths did melt.I will go tell him of fair Hermia’s flight.Then to the wood will he tomorrow nightPursue her. And, for this intelligenceIf 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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But here comes Demetrius. Fare thee well, Lysander.

Demetrius exits. Helena exits.
Oh, how happy some people are in love,
While others suffer and struggle with their hearts.
In Athens, I am considered just as fair as Hermia,
But Demetrius does not see it that way.
He cannot see what everyone else sees,
As he is blinded by his love for Hermia.
But I, admiring his qualities,
Can see past his faults and see his true worth.
Love is not based on appearance,
But on the feelings and emotions of the heart.
Love is blind, they say,
And Love’s mind has no judgment.
Like a child, Love is easily fooled,
And is often misled in matters of the heart.
I must go tell Demetrius of Hermia’s flight,
And lead him to the woods tomorrow night.
If I am thanked for this, it will be worth it,
For I will have the chance to see him once more.