In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly:
Judge when you hear. But, soft! what nymphs are these?
[125] Ege. My lord, this is my daughter here asleep;
And this, Lysander; this Demetrius is;
[127] This Helena, old Nedar’s Helena:
[128] I wonder of their being here together.
The. No doubt they rose up early to observe
[130] The rite of May; and, hearing our intent,
Came here in grace of our solemnity.
But speak, Egeus; is not this the day