 Stand forth, Lysander. And my gracious duke,   This man hath bewitched the bosom of my child.   Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes,   And interchanged love tokens with my child. 
 Step forward, Lysander. Yet, my gracious duke, this man, Lysander, has put a spell on my daughter’s heart. You, you, Lysander, you have given her poems, and exchanged tokens of love with my daughter.