Enter Demetrius, Helena following him.
[188] Dem. I love thee not, therefore pursue me not.
Where is Lysander and fair Hermia?
[190] The one I’ll slay, the other slayeth me.
[191] Thou told’st me they were stolen unto this wood;
[192] And here am I, and wode within this wood,
Because I cannot meet my Hermia.
Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more.
195 Hel. You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant;
But yet you draw not iron, for my heart