Douche Pukehole
Gone.
DEMETRIUS
If she cannot entreat, I can compel.
If she cannot entreat, I can compel.
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Nascent Drama
- Thread starter Bickendan
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Douche Pukehole
Gone.
LYSANDER
Thou canst compel no more than she entreat:
Thy threats have no more strength than her weak prayers.
Helen, I love thee; by my life, I do:
I swear by that which I will lose for thee,
To prove him false that says I love thee not.
Thou canst compel no more than she entreat:
Thy threats have no more strength than her weak prayers.
Helen, I love thee; by my life, I do:
I swear by that which I will lose for thee,
To prove him false that says I love thee not.
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
DEMETRIUS
I say I love thee more than he can do.
I say I love thee more than he can do.
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
LYSANDER
If thou say so, withdraw, and prove it too.
If thou say so, withdraw, and prove it too.
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
DEMETRIUS
Quick, come!
Quick, come!
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
HERMIA
Lysander, whereto tends all this?
Lysander, whereto tends all this?
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
LYSANDER
Away, you Ethiope!
Away, you Ethiope!
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
DEMETRIUS
No, no; he'll . . .
Seem to break loose; take on as you would follow,
But yet come not: you are a tame man, go!
No, no; he'll . . .
Seem to break loose; take on as you would follow,
But yet come not: you are a tame man, go!
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
LYSANDER
Hang off, thou cat, thou burr! vile thing, let loose,
Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent!
Hang off, thou cat, thou burr! vile thing, let loose,
Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent!
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
HERMIA
Why are you grown so rude? what change is this?
Sweet love, --
Why are you grown so rude? what change is this?
Sweet love, --
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
LYSANDER
Thy love! out, tawny Tartar, out!
Out, loathed medicine! hated potion, hence!
Thy love! out, tawny Tartar, out!
Out, loathed medicine! hated potion, hence!
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
HERMIA
Do you not jest?
Do you not jest?
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
HELENA
Yes, sooth; and so do you.
Yes, sooth; and so do you.
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
LYSANDER
Demetrius, I will keep my word with thee.
Demetrius, I will keep my word with thee.
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
DEMETRIUS
I would I had your bond, for I perceive
A weak bond holds you: I'll not trust your word.
I would I had your bond, for I perceive
A weak bond holds you: I'll not trust your word.
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
LYSANDER
What, should I hurt her, strike her, kill her dead?
Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so.
What, should I hurt her, strike her, kill her dead?
Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so.
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
HERMIA
What, can you do me greater harm than hate?
Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news, my love!
Am not I Hermia? are not you Lysander?
I am as fair now as I was erewhile.
Since night you loved me; yet since night you left
me:
Why, then you left me -- O, the gods forbid! --
In earnest, shall I say?
What, can you do me greater harm than hate?
Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news, my love!
Am not I Hermia? are not you Lysander?
I am as fair now as I was erewhile.
Since night you loved me; yet since night you left
me:
Why, then you left me -- O, the gods forbid! --
In earnest, shall I say?
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
LYSANDER
Ay, by my life;
And never did desire to see thee more.
Therefore be out of hope, of question, of doubt;
Be certain, nothing truer; 'tis no jest
That I do hate thee and love Helena.
Ay, by my life;
And never did desire to see thee more.
Therefore be out of hope, of question, of doubt;
Be certain, nothing truer; 'tis no jest
That I do hate thee and love Helena.
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
HERMIA
O me! you juggler! you canker-blossom!
You thief of love! what, have you come by night
And stolen my love's heart from him?
O me! you juggler! you canker-blossom!
You thief of love! what, have you come by night
And stolen my love's heart from him?
