He goes before me and still dares me on: When I come where he calls, then he is gone. The villain is much lighter-heel’d than I: I follow’d fast, but faster he did fly; That fallen am I in dark uneven way, And here will rest me. Lies down. Come, thou gentle day! For if but once thou show me thy grey light, I’ll find Demetrius and revenge this spite. Sleeps.

Abide me, if thou darest; for well I wot Thou runn’st before me, shifting every place, And darest not stand, nor look me in the face. Where art thou now?

Nay, then, thou mock’st me. Thou shalt buy this dear, If ever I thy face by daylight see: Now, go thy way. Faintness constraineth me To measure out my length on this cold bed. By day’s approach look to be visited. Lies down and sleeps.