Let me be boiled to death with melancholy.
Let me be that I am and seek not to alter me.
You have her father's love, Demetrius; Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him!
Let me confess that we two must be twain, although our undivided loves are one.
Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good, but graciously to know I am no better.
I almost die for food, and let me have it!