Should of another therefore be abused! [Exit.
135 Lys. She sees not Hermia. Hermia, sleep thou there:
And never mayst thou come Lysander near!
For as a surfeit of the sweetest things
[138] The deepest loathing to the stomach brings,
Or as the heresies that men do leave
[140] Are hated most of those they did deceive,
So thou, my surfeit and my heresy,
Of all be hated, but the most of me!
[143] And, all my powers, address your love and might