So Every Bondman In His Own Hand

Never Shame To Hear What You Have Nobly Done

Out Of My Sight! Thou Dost Infect Mine Eyes.

I Do Not Seek To Quench Your Love's Hot Fire, But Qualify The Fire's Extreme Rage, Lest It Should Burn Above The Bounds Of Reason.

Demetrius Relent, Sweet Hermia: And, Lysander, Yield Thy Crazed Title To My Certain Right. Lysander You Have Her Father's Love, Demetrius; Let Me Have Hermia's: Do You Marry Him.

God Bless Thee; And Put Meekness In Thy Breast, Love, Charity, Obedience, And True Duty!