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Quin. You, Pyramus's father; myself Thisby's | one shall see in a summer's day: a most lovely, father ; — Snug, the joiner, you, the lion's part : – gentleman-like man; therefore you must needs and, I hope, here is a play fitted.

play Pyramus. Snug. Have you the lion's part written? pray Bot. Well, I will undertake it. What beard were you, if it be, give it me, for I am slow of study. I best to play it in ?

Quin. You may do it extempore, for it is nothing Quin. Why, what you will. but roaring.

Bot. I will discharge it in either your strawBot. Let me play the lion too: I will roar, that coloured beard, your orange-tawny beard, your I will do any man's heart good to hear me; I will purple-in-grain beard, or your perfect yellow. roar, that I will make the duke say, Let him roar Quin. Masters, here are your parts: and I am again, Let him roar again.

to entreat you, request you, and desire you, to con Quin. An you should do it too terribly, you would them by to morrow night; and meet me in the fright the duchess and the ladies, that they would palace wood, a mile without the town, by moonshriek: and that were enough to hang us all. light; there will we rehearse: for if we meet in

AU. That would hang us every mother's son. the city, we shall be dog'd with company, and our

Bot. I grant you, friends, if that you should devices known. In the mean time, I will draw a fright the ladies out of their wits, they would have bill of properties, such as our play wants. no more discretion but to hang us: but I will ag- you, fail me not. gravate my voice so, that I will roar you as gently Bot. We will meet; and there we may rehearse as any sucking dove; I will roar you an ' 'twere courageously. Take pains; be perfect; adiou. any nightingale.

Quin. At the duke's oak we meet. Quin. You can play no part but Pyramus ; for Bol. Enough: Hold, or cut bow-strings. 7 Pyramus is a sweet-faced man; a proper man, as


I pray


SCENE I. - A Wood near Athens.

Skim milk; and sometimes labour in the quern ,

And bootless make the breathless housewife churn; Enter a Fairy at one door, and Puck at another. And sometimes make the drink to bear no barm; Puck. How now, spirit! whither wander you ?

Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm ? Fai. Over hill, over dale,

Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Puck, Thorough bush, thorough briar,

You do their work, and they shall have good luck : Over park, over pale,

Are not you he ?

Thorough flood, thorough fire,

Thou speak’st aright;
I do wander every where,

I am that merry wanderer of the night.
Swifter than the moones sphere ;

I jest to Oberon, and make him smile,
And I serve the fairy queen,

When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile, To dew her orbs ? upon the green:

Neighing in likeness of a silly foal : The cowslips tall her pensioners be;

And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl, In their gold coats spots you see ;

In very likeness of a roasted crab '; Those be rubies, fairy favours,

And, when she drinks, against her lips I bob, In those freckles live their savours :

And on her wither'd dew-lap pour the ale. I must go seek some dew-drops here,

The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.

Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me; Farewell, thou lob 3 of spirits, I'll be gone;

Then slip I from her, and down topples she, Our queen and all her elves come here anon.

And tailor cries, and falls into a cough; Puck. The king doth keep his revels here to-night; and then the whole quire hold their hips, and loffe ; Take heed, the queen come not within his sight,

And waxen in their mirth, and neeze, and swear For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,

A merrier hour was never wasted there. Because that she, as her attendant, hath

But room, Fairy, here comes Oberon. A lovely boy, stol’n from an Indian king;

Fai. And here my mistress :-'Would that he She never had so sweet a changeling:

were gone! And jealous Oberon would have the child

Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild :
But she, perforce, withholds the loved boy,

Enter OBERON, at one door, with his train, and Crowns him with flowers, and makes him all her joy:

TITANIA, at another, with hers. And now they never meet in grove, or green, Obe. Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania. By fountain clear, or spangled star-light sheen“, Tita. What, jealous Oberon? Fairy, skip hence; But they do square 5; that all their elves, for fear, I have forsworn his bed and company. Creep into acorn cups, and hide them there.

Obe. Tarry, rash wanton: Am not I thy lord ? Fai . Either I mistake your shape and making quite,

Tita. Then I must be thy lady: But I know Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite,

When thou hast stol'n away from fairy land,
Call’d Robin Goodfellow : are you not he, And in the shape of Corin sat all day,
That fright the maidens of the villagery;

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Wild apple.

1 As if. • Shining.

7 At all events.



Playing on pipes of corn, and versing love If you will patiently dance in our round,
To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here, And see our moonlight revels, go with us;
Come from the farthest steep of India ?

If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts. But that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon,

Obe. Give me that boy, and I will go with thee. Your buskin'd mistress, and your warrior love, Tita. Not for thy kingdom. Faries, away : To Theseus must be wedded ; and you come We shall chide downright, if I longer stay. To give their bed joy and prosperity.

[Exeunt TITANIA, and her train. Obe. How canst thou thus, for shame, Titania, Obe. Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from this Glance at my credit with Hippolyta,

grove, Knowing I know thy love to Theseus ?

Till I torment thee for this injury. . Didst thou not lead him through the glimmering My gentle Puck, come hither : Thou remember'st night,

Since once I sat upon a promontory,
And make him with fair Æglé break his faith, And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back,
With Ariadne, and Antiopa ?

Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath,
Tita. These are the forgeries of jealousy : That the rude sea grew civil at her song ;
And never since the middle summer's spring, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres,
Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead,

To hear the sea-maid's musick. By paved fountain, or by rushy brook,


I remember. Or on the beached margent of the sea,

Obe. That very time I saw, but thou could'st not, To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, Flying between the cold moon and the earth, But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport. Cupid all arm’d: A certain aim he took Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain,

At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; As in revenge, have suck'd up from the sea

And loos’d his love-shaft smartly from his bow, Contagious fogs; which falling in the land, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : Have every pelting ? river made so proud,

But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft That they have overborne their continents 3 : Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon; The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain, And the imperial vot’ress passed on, The ploughman lost his sweat; and the green corn In maiden meditation, fancy-free. Hath rotted ere his youth attain’d a beard : Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: The fold stands empty in the drowned field, It fell upon a little western flower, And crows are fatted with the murrain flock; Before, milk-white; now purple with love's woundThe nine men's morris + is fill'd up with inud; And maidens call it love-in-idleness. And the quaint mazes in the wanton green,

Fetch me that flower; the herb I show'd thee once: For lack of tread, are undistinguishable :

The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid,
The human mortals want their winter here; Will make or man or woman madly dote
No night is now with hymn or carol blest: – Upon the next live creature that it sees.
Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, Fetch me this herb: and be thou here again,
Pale in her anger, washes all the air,

Ere the Leviathan can swim a league.
That rheumatick diseases do abound:

Puck. I'll put a girdle round about the earth And thorough this distemperature, we see

In forty minutes.

[Exit Puck. The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts


Having once this juice, Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose;

I'll watch Titania when she is asleep, And on old Hyem's chin, and icy crown,

And drop the liquor of it in her eyes :
An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds

The next thing then she waking looks upon,
Is, as in mockery, set: The spring, the summer, (Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull,
The childing autumn, angry winter, change On meddling monkey, or on busy ape,)
Their wonted liveries ; and the 'mazed world, She shall pursue it with the soul of love.
By their increase, now knows not which is which : And ere I take this charm off from her sight,
And this same progeny of evils comes

(As I can take it with another herb,) From our debate, from our dissension ;

I'll make her render up her page to me.
We are their parents and original.

But who comes here? I am invisible;
Obe. Do you amend it then; it lies in you : And I will over-hear their conference.
Why should Titania cross her Oberon ?
I do but beg a little changeling boy,

Enter Demetrius, Helena follouing him. To be my henchman. 6

Dem. I love thee not, therefore pursue ine not. Tita.

Set your heart at rest, Where is Lysander, and fair Hermia? The fairy land buys not the child of me.

The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me. His mother was a vot'ress of my order :

Thou told'st me they were stolen into this wood, And, in the spiced Indian air, by night,

And here am I, and wood 7 within this wood, Full often hath she gossip'd by my side ;

Because I cannot meet with Hermia. And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands, Hence, get theegone, and follow me no more. Marking the embarked traders on the flood;

Hel. You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant; But she, being mortal, of that boy did die ; But yet you draw not iron, for my heart And, for her sake, I do rear up her boy ;

Is true as steel : Leave you your power to draw, And, for her sake, I will not part with him. And I shall have no power to follow you.

Obe. How long within this wood intend you stay? Dem. Do I entice you? Do I speak you fair ? Tita. Perchance, till after Theseus' wedding-day. Or rather, do I not in plainest truth

Tell you – I do not, nor I cannot love you? 2 Petty.

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He. And even for that do I love you the more. More fond on her, than she upon her love; I am your spaniel ; and, Demetrius,

And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow, The more you beat me, I will fawn on you :

Puck. Fear not, my lord, your servant shall do so. Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me,

[Ereunt. Neglect me, lose me; only give me leave,

SCENE III. Unworthy as I am, to follow you.

Another part of the Wood. What worser place can I beg in your love,

Enter TITANIA, with her train. (And yet a place of high respect with me,) Than to be used as you use your dog?

Tita. Come, now a roundel ), and a fairy song ; Dem. Tempt not too much the hatred of my Some, to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds ;

Then, for the third part of a minute, hence; spirit; For I am sick, when I do look on thee.

Some, war with rear-mice 4 for their leathern wings, Hel. And I am sick, when I look not on you.

To make my small elves coats; and some, keep back Dem. You do impeach 8 your modesty too much, The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots, and wonders To leave the city, and commit yourself

At our quaint spirits 5: Sing me now asleep; Into the hands of one that loves you not.

Then to your offices, and let me rest.
Hel. Your virtue is my privilege for that.

It is not night, when I do see your face,
Therefore I think I am not in the night :

1 Fai. You spotted snakes, with double tongue, Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company ;

Thorny hedge-hogs, be not seen ;

Newts 6, and blind-worms 7, do no wrong; For you, in my respect, are all the world : Then how can it be said, I am alone,

Come not near our fairy queen : When all the world is bere to look on me?

CHORUS. Philomel, with melody, Dem. I'll run from thee, and hide me in the

Sing in our sweet lullaby ; brakes,

Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby : And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts.

Never harm, nor spell, nor charm, He. The wildest hath not such a heart as you.

Come our lovely lady nigh ; Run when you will, the story shall be chang'd;

So, good night, with lullaby. Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase ;

II. The dove pursues the griffin ; the mild hind

2 Fai Weaving spiders, come not here ; Makes speed to catch the tiger : Bootless speed !

Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence ; When cowardice pursues, and valour flies.

Beetles black, approach not near ;
Dem. I will not stay thy questions : let me go :

Worm, nor snail, do no offence.
Or, if thou follow me, do not believe
But I shall do thee mischief in the wood.

Philomel, with melody, fc.
He. Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field,

1 Fai. Hence, away; now all is well : You do me mischief. Fye, Demetrius !

One, aloof, stand sentinel.
Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex !
We cannot fight for love, as men may do;

(Exeunt Fairies. Titania sleeps. We should be woo'd, and were not made to woo.

Enter OBERON. I'll follow thee, and make a heaven of hell,

Obe. What thou seest, when thou dost wake, To die upon 9 the hand I love so well.

[Squeezes the flower on Titania's eye-lids. [Exeunt Dem. and HEL. Obe. Fare thee well, nymph: ere he do leave this Do it for thy true love take;

Love, and languish for his sake : grove,

Be it ounce 8, or cat, or bear,
Thou shalt fly him, and he shall seek thy love. -

Pard, or boar with bristled hair,
Re-enter Puck.

In thy eye that shall appear
Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wanderer.

When thou wak'st, it is thy dear; Puck. Ay, there it is.

Wake, when some vile thing is near. [Eril.
I pray thee, give it me.

I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows,
Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows;

Lys. Fair love, you faint with wandering in the Quite over-canopied with lush e woodbine,

wood; With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine :

And to speak troth, I have forgot our way; There sleeps Titania, some time of the night,

We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good, Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;

And tarry for the comfort of the day. And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin,

Her. Be it so, Lysander : find you out a bed, Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in :

For I upon this bank will rest my head. And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes,

Such separation, as, may well be said, And make her full of hateful fantasies.

Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid: Take thou some of it, and seek

through this grove: Thy

love ne'er alter, till thy sweet life end !

So far be distant; and good night sweet friend : A sweet Athenian lady is in love With a disdainful youth: anoint his

Lys. Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I;

eyes; But do it, when the next thing he espies

And then end life, when I end loyalty !
May be the lady: Thou shalt know the man Here is my bed : sleep give thee all his rest!
By the Athenian garments he hath on.

Her. With half that wish the wisher's eyes be Effect it with some care; that he may prove


[They sleep.


3 A kind of dance. Bring in question.

5 Sports 7 Slow-worms.

# The small tiger The greater cowslip. 2 Vigorous.

9 By.

4 Bats.

6 Elts.

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