A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM
A monologue from the
play by William
MORE MONOLOGUES BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
- HELENA: 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 child,
- Because 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 to-morrow night
- Pursue her; and for this intelligence
- If I have thanks, it is a dear expense.
- But herein mean I to enrich my pain,
- To have his sight thither and back again.