(waking up) Help me, Lysander, help
me! Get this snake off of my chest. Oh, my God! What a terrible
dream I just had! Lysander, look how I’m shaking from
fear. I thought a snake was eating my heart while you sat smiling
and watching. Lysander!—What, is he
gone?—Lysander, my lord!—What, is he out of
earshot? Gone? No answer, nothing? Oh, God, where are you? Say
something if you can hear me. Say something, please! I’m
almost fainting with fear. Nothing? Then I guess you’re
nowhere nearby. I’ll find you—or
die—right away.