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JAILER How did you like her?

DOCTOR I'll warrant you, within these three or four days

I'll make her right again.

[Exit the Jailer with the Messenger.]

[to the Wooer.] ~~~ You must not from her,

But still preserve her in this way.

WOOER I will.

DOCTOR Let's get her in.

WOOER [to the Jailer's Daughter.] ~~~ Come, sweet, we'll go to dinner,

And then we'll play at cards.

DAUGHTER And shall we kiss too?

WOOER A hundred times.

DAUGHTER And twenty.

WOOER Ay, and twenty.

DAUGHTER And then we'll sleep together

DOCTOR [to the Wooer.] ~~~ Take her offer.

WOOER [to the Jailer's Daughter] Yes, marry, will we.

DAUGHTER But you shall not hurt me.

WOOER I will not, sweet.

DAUGHTER If you do, love, I'll cry. [Exeunt.]

Act V, Scene 5

Flourish. Enter Theseus, Hippolyta, Emilia, Pirithous, and some attendants.

EMILIA I'll no step further.

PIRITHOUS Will you lose this sight?

EMILIA I had rather see a wren hawk at fly

Than this decision. Every blow that falls

Threats a brave life; each stroke laments

The place whereon it falls, and sounds more like

A bell than blade. I will stay here.

It is enough my hearing shall be punished

With what shall happen, 'gainst the which there is

No dealing, but to hear; not taint mine eye

With dread sights it may shun.

PIRITHOUS [to Theseus.] ~~~ Sir, my good lord, ...

Your sister will no further.

THESEUS O, she must.

She shall see deeds of honor in their kind,

Which sometime show well penciled. Nature now

Shall make and act the story, the belief

Both sealed with eye and ear [to Emilia.] You must be present --

You are the victor's meed, the price and garland

To crown the question's title.

EMILIA Pardon me,

If I were there, I'd wink.

THESEUS You must be there --

This trial is, as 'twere, i' th' night, and you

The only star to shine.

EMILIA I am extinct.

There is but envy in that light which shows

The one the other. Darkness, which ever was

The dam of horror, who does stand accursed

Of many mortal missions, may even now,

By casting her black mantle over both,

That neither could find other, get herself

Some part of a good name, and many a murder

Set off whereto she's guilty.

HIPPOLYTA You must go.

EMILIA In faith, I will not.

THESEUS Why, the knights must kindle

Their valor at your eye. Know, of this war ...

You are the treasure, and must needs be by

To give the service pay.

EMILIA Sir, pardon me --

The title of a kingdom may be tried

Out of itself.

THESEUS Well, well -- then at your pleasure.

Those that remain with you could wish their office

To any of their enemies.

HIPPOLYTA Farewell, sister.

I am like to know your husband fore yourself,

By some small start of time. He whom the gods

Do of the two know best, I pray them he

Be made your lot. ...

[Exeunt all but Emilia. Emilia takes out two pictures, one from

her right side, and one from her left.]

EMILIA Arcite is gently visaged, yet his eye

Is like an engine bent or a sharp weapon

In a soft sheath. Mercy and manly courage

Are bedfellows in his visage. Palamon

Has a most menacing aspect. His brow

Is graved and seems to bury what it frowns on,

Yet sometime 'tis not so, but alters to

The quality of his thoughts. Long time his eye

Will dwell upon his object. Melancholy

Becomes him nobly -- so does Arcite's mirth. ...

But Palamon's sadness is a kind of mirth,

So mingled as if mirth did make him sad

And sadness merry. Those darker humors that

Stock misbecomingly on others, on them

Live in fair dwelling.

[Cornets. Trumpets sound as to a charge.]

Hark, how yon spurs to spirit do incite

The princes to their proof. Arcite may win me,

And yet may Palamon wound Arcite to

The spoiling of his figure. O, what pity

Enough for such a chance! If I were by ...

I might do hurt, for they would glance their eyes

Toward my seat, and in that motion might

Omit a ward or forfeit an offense

Which craved that very time. It is much better

[Cornets. A great cry and noise within, crying, 'A Palamon'.]

I am not