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Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh:
Your vows to her and me, put in two scales,
Will even weigh, and both as light as tales.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene ii

Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh:
Your vows to her and me, put in two scales,
Will even weigh, and both as light as tales.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene ii

A trim exploit, a manly enterprise
To conjure tears up in a poor maid’s eyes
With your derision! None of noble sort
Would so offend a virgin, and extort
A poor soul’s patience, all to make your sport.
–Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene ii

I am sick when I do look on thee.
-A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene i

The moon methinks looks with a watery eye;
And when she weeps, weeps every little flower,
Lamenting some enforced chastity.
—A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act III, Scene i

Hang off, thou cat, thou burr! vile thing, let loose,
Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent!
—A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act III, Scene ii

Lord, what fools these mortals be!
— A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act III, Scene ii