Fight scene!

Sweet, do not scorn her so.

Helena, I love thee, by my life I do; I swear by that which I will lose for thee, to prove him false that say I love thee not

Why will you suffer her to flout me thus? Let me come to her!

Get you gone, you dwarf, you minimus of hind ring knot grass made, you bead, you acorn. Now she holds me not. Now follow, if this darest, to try whose right of thine or mine is most of Helena

No, no; you are a tame man, go

Hang off, thy cat, thy burr! Vile thing, let loose, or I will shake thee from me like a serpent

Yes, sooth, and so do you.

Demetrius, I will keep my word with thee.

Why are you grown so rude? What change is this, Sweet love?

Thy love! out, tawny Tartar, out!

A weak bond holds you. I'll not trust your word

What? Should I hurt her, strike her, kill her dead? Though I hate her, I'll not harm her so

Lysander, whereto tends all this?

Away, you Ethiope!

"I am as fair now as I was erewhile. Why then you left me?

Ay, by my life; and never did desire to see you more. Be certain, nothing truer, is not jest, that I do hate thee and love Helena

With Demetrius.

Be not afraid; she shall not harm thee, Helena.

I say I love thee more than he can do.

If thou say so, withdraw, and prove it too.

But fare ye well: 'tis partly my own fault; Which death or absence soon shall remedy.

Stay, gentle Helena, hear my excuse. My love, my life, my soul dear Helena!

What love could press Lysander from my side?

Why seekst thou me? Could not this make thee know, the hate I bear for thee made me leave thee so?

Thou are not by my eye, Lysander, found...

Why should he stay, who love doth press to go?