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Hermia Quotes And Analysis

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I’m hither, with abhor, to complain about mine daughter Hermia. My lord, this sir, Demetrius, hath mine permission to marry that lady. Step forward, Lysander. —But this other sir, Lysander, hath cast a magic spell ov'r mine child’s heart. You, thee, Lysander, you’ve given that lady poems, and switch thy love with mine daughter. You’ve connived to steal mine daughter’s heart, making that lady stubborn and harsh instead of obedient, I asketh thee to alloweth me exercise the right that all fathers has't in Athens. Since the lady belongs to me, I can doth what I want with her, as the law says: I can either maketh that lady marry Demetrius—or hath that lady killed.

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