We will have an in class writing tomorrow dealing with a randomly selected passage.
Today-
pd 3 read up to Act III, scene 2
OBERON
Flower of this purple dye,Hit with Cupid's archery,Sink in apple of his eye.When his love he doth espy,Let her shine as gloriouslyAs the Venus of the sky.When thou wakest, if she be by,Beg of her for remedy.
pd 6 read up to Act III, scene 2
-LYSANDER
You are unkind, Demetrius; be not so;For you love Hermia; this you know I know:And here, with all good will, with all my heart,In Hermia's love I yield you up my part;And yours of Helena to me bequeath,Whom I do love and will do till my death.
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