Demetrius Monologue from A Midsummer Night's Dream

From A Midsummer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare

male · anguished · 46 sec

There is no following her in this fierce vein. Here, therefore, for a while I will remain. So sorrow’s heaviness doth heavier grow For debt that bankrout sleep doth sorrow owe, Which now in some slight measure it will pay, If for his tender here I make some stay. He lies down and falls asleep. OBERON, to Robin What hast thou done? Thou hast mistaken quite And laid the love juice on some true-love’s sight. Of thy misprision must perforce ensue Some true-love turned, and not a false turned true.

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