[173] There to remain.
Lys. Helen, it is not so.
Dem. Disparage not the faith thou dost not know,
[175] Lest, to thy peril, thou aby it dear.
Look, where thy love comes; yonder is thy dear.
Re-enter Hermia.
[177] Her. Dark night, that from the eye his function takes,
The ear more quick of apprehension makes;
Wherein it doth impair the seeing sense,
180 It pays the hearing double recompense.