Hermia, in Love with Lysander:
Lysander, find you out a bed; for I upon this bank will rest my head.
Lysander:
One turf shall serve as pillow for us both. One heart, one bed, two bosoms and one troth.
Hermia, in Love with Lysander:
Nay, good Lysander. For my sake, my dear, lie further off yet. Do not lie so near.
Lysander:
O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence! Then by your side no bed-room me deny; For lying so, Hermia, I do not lie.
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