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TESEU

Alguém encontre o guarda-florestal;

Até agora se cumpriu o ritual,

E como estamos no início do dia,

Meu amor ouvirá o som de meus cães.

Soltem-nos no vale ao leste, soltem

Logo e encontrem o guarda-florestal!

Sai um Serviçal

Vamos subir ao topo da montanha,

Para ouvir a confusão musical

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Dos meus cães ecoando em conjunção.

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HIPPOLYTA

I was with Hercules and Cadmus once,

When in a wood of Crete they bayed the bear With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear Such gal ant chiding; for besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seemed all one mutual cry. I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.

THESEUS

My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flewed, so sanded; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew; 120

Crook-kneed, and dewlapped like Thessalian bul s; 144

Slow in pursuit, but matched in mouth like bel s, Each under each. A cry more tuneable

Was never hallooed to nor cheered with horn ãoer

In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly.

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Judge when you hear. But soft, what nymphs are these?

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EGEUS

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My lord, this is my daughter here asleep, e um

And this Lysander; this Demetrius is, o d

This Helena, old Nedar’s Helena.

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I wonder of their being here together.

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THESEUS

No doubt they rose up early to observe The rite of May, and hearing our intent Came here in grace of our solemnity.

But speak, Egeus; is not this the day That Hermia should give answer of her choice?

EGEUS

It is, my lord.

HIPÓLITA