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Scene II.

Enter KING, frowning on them; takes his Gar. With a true heart,

And brother love, I do it. Gar. Dread sovereign, how much are

Cran. And let heaven

we bound to heaven

Witness, bow dear I hold this confirmation. In daily thanks, that gave us such a prince;

K. Hen. Good man, those joyful tears show Not only good and wise, but most religious :

thy true beart. One that, in all obedience, makes the church

The common voice, I see, is verified The chief airn of his honour; and, to

of thee, which says thus, Do my lord of Can. strengthen

terbury That holy duty, out of dear respect,

A shrewd turn, and he is your friend for

erer. His royal self in judgment comes to hear The cause betwixt her and this great offender.

Come, lords, we trifle time away ; I long K. Hen. You were ever good at sudden com

To have this young one made a Christian. mendations,

As I lave made ye one, lords, one remain; Bishop of Wiuchester. But know, I come not

So I grow stronger, you more honour gain. To hear such dattery now, and in my pre


SCENE III.-The Palace Yard.
They are too thin and base to hide offences.
To ine you cannot reach, you play the spaniel, Noise and tumult within. Enter PORTER
And think with wagging of your tongue to win

and his MAN.
me ;
But, whatsoe'er thou tak'st me for, I am sure,

Port. Yon'll leave your noise anou, ye rasThou hast a cruel nature and a bloody,

cals : Do you take the court for Paris-garden? Good man, (To CRANMER.) sit down. Now let ye rude slaves, leave your gaping. + me see the proudest

[Within.] Good master porter, I belong to

the larder. He, that dares inost, but wag his finger at thee:

Port. Belong to the gallows, and be hanged, By all that's holy, he had better starve,

you rogue: Is this a place to roar in ?- Fetch Than but once think his place becomes thee me a dozen crab-tree staves, and strong ones;

these are but switches to them.-PL scratch not. Sur. May it please your grace,

your heads : You must be seeing christenings ! K. Hen. No, sir, it does not please me.

Do you look for ale and cakes bere, you rude I thought I had bad men of some understand

rascals? ing

Alan. Pray, Sir, be patient; 'tis as much And wisdom of my council ; but I find none.

impossible Was it discretiou, lords, to let this man,

(Unless we sweep them from the door with

cannons,) This good man, (few of you deserve that title) This honest man, wait like a loisy fuotboy

To scatter them, as 'tis to make them sleep At chamber door? and oue as great as you we may as well push against Paul's, as stir

On May-day morning ; which will never be : are 3

them. Why, wbat a shame was this? Did my commission

Port. How got they in, and be hang'd ? Bid ye so forget yourselves ? I gave ye

Man. Alas, I know not; How gets the tide in Power as he was a counsellor to try him,

As much as one sound cudgel of four fost Not as a groom; There's some of ye, I see,

(You see the poor remainder) could distribute, More out of malice than integrity,

I made no spare, Sir. Would try him to the utmost, had ye mean;

Port. You did nothing, Sir. Which ye shall never bave while I live.

Nlan. I am not Samson, nor Sir Guy, nor Chan. Thus far,

Colbrand, 1

to mow them down before me : My most dread sovereign, may it like your grace either young or old, he or she, cackold of

but if I spared any, that had a head to bit, To let my tongue excuse all. What was pur

cuckold-maker, let me never hope to see a pos'd Concerning his imprisonment, was rather

cbine again ; and that I would not for a cow,

God save her. (If there be faith in men,) meant for his trial, And fair purgation to the world, than malice ;

(Within.) Do you hcar, master Porter ? I am sure, in me.

Port. I shall be with you presently, good K. Hen. Well, well, my lords, respect him ;

master puppy.-- Keep the door close, Sirrab. Take him, and use bim well, be's worthy of

Man. What would you bave ine do 3 it.

Port. What should you do, but knock them I will say thus much for him, If a prince

down by the dozeus? Is this Moorfields to mus. May be beholden to a subject, I

ter in? or base we soine strange Indian with Am, for his live and service, so to him.

the great tool come to court, the women so Make me no more ado, but all embrace him ;

besiege us? Bless me, what a sry of forni. Be friends, for shame, my lords.-My lord of cation is at door! On my Christian conscience, Canterbury,

this one christening will beget a thousand; I have a suit which you must not deny me ;

here will be father, gourather, and all toge.

This is, a fais voung maid that yet wants bap-

Man. Tbe spoons will be the bigger, Sir.
You must be godfather, and answer for her.

Tbere is a fellow somewhat near the door, he Cran. The greatest monarch now alive may science, twenty of the dog-days now reign in's

sbould be a brazier by his face, for o'my conglory In such an honour; how may I deserve it,

nose ; all that stand about him, are under the That am a poor and bumble subject to you?

line, they need no other perance : That fire. K. Hen. Come, come, my lord, you'd spare drake did I hit three times on the head, and your spoons ; you shall have

three times was his bose discharged against Two noble partners with you; the old duchess me ; he stands there like a mortar-piece, to of Norfolk,

blow us.

There was a haberdasher's wife of And lady marquis Dorset ; Will these please small wit near him, that rail'd upon me till

; you?

her pink porringer ý fell off her head, for Once more, my lord of Winchester, I charge kindling such a combustion in the state. I you,

• The bear garden on the Bank-side. Embrace, and love this man.


Guy of Warwick, vanquished Colbrand the Danish • It was an ancient custom for sponsors to present giant.

Punk'd cap. spoons to their god-children.


miss'd the meteor* once, and bit that woman, Flourish. Enter King, and Trair. who cried out, clubs! when I might see from Cran. (Kneeling.) And to your royal grace, far some forty truncheoneers draw to ber suc

and the good queen, cour, which were the hope of the Strand, where My noble partners and myself thus pray :she was quartered. They fell on; I made good al comfort, joy, in this most gracious lady, my place; at length they came to the broom Heaven ever laid up to make parents bappy, staft with me, I defied them still; wheu sud. May hourly fall upon ye! denly a file of boys behind them, loose shot, K. Hers. Thank you, good lord archbishop. . delivered such a shower of pebbles, that I was What is her name ? fain to draw mine bonour in, and let them win Cran. Elizabeth. the work : The devil is amongst them, I think, K. Hen. Stand up, lord.surely.

(The King kisses the child, Pórt. These are the youths that thunder at a with this kiss take my blessing : God protect play-house, and fight for bitten apples; that

thee! no audience, but the Tribulation of Tower-bill, Into whose hands I give thy life. or the limbs of Limebouse, their dear brothers, Cran. Amen. are able to endure. I have some of them in

K. Hen. My noble gossips, ye have been too Limbo Patrum, t and there they are like to

prodigal :
dance these three days ; besides the ruoniug I thank ye heartily; so shall this lady,
banquet of two beadles, I that is to come. When she has so much English.

Cran. Let me speak, Sir,
Enter the Lord CHAMBERLAIN.

For heaven now bids nie; and the words I Cham. Mercy o'me, what a multitude are

utter here!

Let none think flattery, for they'll find them They grow still too, from all parts they are

truth. coming,

This royal infant, (heaven still move about As if we kept a fair here ! Where are these

her!) porters,

Though in her cradle, yet now promises These lazy knaves 2-Ye have made a fine hand, Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings, fellows.

Which time shall bring to ripeness : She shall There's a triin rabble let in : Are all these Your faithful friends o'the suburbs? We shall(But few now living can behold that goodness) bave

A pattern to all princes living with her, Great store of room, no doubt, left for the And all that shall succeed : Sheba was never ladies,

More covetous of wisdom, and fair virtue, When they pass back from the christening. Than this pure soul shall be : all princely Port. An't please your honour

graces, We are but men ; and what so many may do, That mould up such a mighty piece as this is, Not being torn a pieces, we bave done :

With all the virtues that attend the good, An army cannot rule them.

Shall still be doubled on her : truth shall nurse Cham. As I live,

her, If the king blame me for't, I'll lay ye all Holy and heavenly thoughts still connsel By the heels, and suddenly ; and on your heads Clap round fines, for neglect : You are lazy She shall be lov'd and fear'd: Her own shalt koaves ;

bless her: And here ye lie baiting of bumbards, 5 when Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, Ye should do service. Hark, the trumpets And hang their heads with sorrow :

Good sound;

grows with her : Tbey are come already from the christening : In her days, every man shall eat in safety Go, break among the press, and find a way out Under his own vine, what be plants ; and sing To let the troop pass fairly ; or I'll find

The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours : A Marshalsea shall hold you play these two God shall be truly known; and those about her months.

From her shall read the perfect ways of bonPort. Make way there for the princess.

our, Man. You great fellow, stand close up, or And by those claim their greatness, not by l'll make your bead ache.

blood. Port. You i'the camblet, get up o'the rail ; (Nor* shall this peace sleep with ber : But as I'll pick | you o'er the pales else. (Exeunt.


The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phanix, SCENE IV.-The Palace.

Her ashes new create another heir,

As great in admiration as herself ;
Enter Trumpets, sounding: then two Al. So shall she leave ber blessedness to one,

dermen, Lord Mayor, GARTER, CRANMER,(When heaven shall call ber from this cloud of Duke of NORFOLK, with his Marshul's

darkness,) Staff Duke of SUFFOLK, two Noblemen who, from the sacred ashes of her honour, bearing great standing-bowls for the christ. Shall star-like rise, as great in fame as she ening gifts ; then four Noblemen bearing a

was, canopy, under which the Duchess of Nor. And so stand fix'd : Peace, plenty, love, truth, FOLK, godmother, bearing the child richly

terror, habited in a manile, &c. Train borne by That were the servants to this chosen infant, a Lady; then follows the Marchioness of Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to him ; Dorset, the other godmother, and Ladies. Wherever the bright sun of heaven sball shine, The Troop pass once about the stage, and His honour and the greatness of his pame GARTER speaks.

Shall be, and make new nations : He shall Gart. Heaven from thy endlesg goodness,

Aourish, Send prosperous life, long, and ever happy, tó And, like a mountain cedar, reach bis branthe high and mighty princess of England, To all the plains about him :--Our children's

ches Elizabeth I ..

children • The brazier. + Place of confinement,

Shall see this, and bless heaven. 1 A desert of whipping

K. Hen. Thou speakest wonders.] [land, $ Black leather vessels to hold beer.

Cran. She shall be, to the happiness of Eng. I Pitch. • These are the actual worls used at Elizabeth',

At Greenwich.

• These lines to !he interruption by the hing seem to have been inserted as a subsequent period.

her :


Scene IV.

An aged princess ; many days shall see her, She will be sick else. This day, no man think And yet no day without a deed to crown it. He has business at his house ; for all shall 'Would I had known no more! but she must

stay, die,

This little one sball make it holiday. (Exeunt, Sbe must, the saints must have her ; yet a virgin,

EPILOGUE. A most unspotted lily shall sbe pass

'Tis ten to one, this play can never please To the ground, and all the world shall mourn ber.

All that are here : Some come to take their K. Hen. o lord archbishop,

ease, Thou hast made me now a man ; never, before

And sleep an act or two ; but those, we fear, This bappy cbild, did I get any thing :

We have frighted with our trumpets ; so, 'tis

clear This oracle of comfort has so pleas'd me, That, when I am in heaven, I shall desire

They'll say, 'tis daught : others, to bear the

city To see what this child does, and praise my | Abus'd extremely, and to cry,--that's witty! Maker.

Which we have not done neither : that, I fear, I thank ye all,-To you, my good lord mayor, And your good brethren, I'am much behoiden ;

All the expected good we are like to hear I have receiv'd much bonour by your presence, For this play at this time, is only in And ye shall find me thankful." Lead the way, For such a one we show'd them : If they smile,

The merciful construction of good women; lords ;Ye must all see the queen, and she must thank And say, 'twill do, I know, within a while

All the best men are our's; for 'lis ill bap, ye,

If they bold, when their ladies bid them clap. • As this play was probably written in the time of Queen Elizabeth, it is easily determined where Cran- • It is supposed that the epilogue and prologio to mier's eulogiuin terminated

this play were both written by Ben Jonson.


LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE. THE title of this play was probably suggested (like Twelfth Night, and The Winter's Tale,) by the time at

which it was first performed ; viz. at Midsummer :---thus it would be announced as “A Dream for the Entertainment of a Midsummer Night." No other ground can be assigned for the name wbich our auther has given to it; since the action is distinctly pointed out as occurring on the night preceding May-day. The piece was written in 1592 ; and, according to Stevens, might have been suggested by the Knight's 'Tale in Chancer, or, as Capell supposes, Shakspeare may have taken the idea of his fairies from Drayton's fantastical poem, called Nymphidia, or, The Court of Fairy. Mason, however, denies that our poet made use of the materials which Shakspeare had rendered so popular ; and asserts in opposition to Johnson) that there is no analogy or resemblance between the fairies of the one, and the faries of the other. The same critics are also at issue upon the general merits of this singular play. Jobuson de clares that " all the parts, in their various modes, are well written." Malone, that the principal persesages are insignificant--the fable meagre and uninteresting. Hippolyta, the Amazon, is undistinguished from any other female ; and the solicitudes of Hermia and Demetrius, of Lysander and Helena, are childish and frivolous. Theseus, the companion of Hercules, is not engaged in any adventure worthy his rauk and reputation : "he goes out a Maying; ineets the lovers in perplexity, and makes no effort to promote their happiness; but when supercatural events have reconciled them, he joins their company, and concludes the entertainment by uttering some miserable puns, at an interlude represented by clowns." These faults are, however, alınost wholly redeemed, by the glowing ferrdur, and varied imagination, which Shakspeare has displayed in the poetry; by the rich characteristic humour (free from the taist of grossness) which enlivens the blunt-witted devices of his theatrical tailors and cobblers ; and by the admirable satire which he has passed on those relf-conceited actors, who (not unlike some invern "start") would monopolize the favours of the public, trample upon every competitor, and " bear the palm alone." Bottom was perhaps the leading tragedian of sume rival house, and on that account is honoured with an ass's head.


HELENA, in love with Demetrins ECBUS, Father to Hermia.

OBERON, King of the Fairies. LYSANDER, in love with Hermia.

TITANIA, Queen of the Fairies. DEMETRIOS,

Puck, or Robin-goodfellow, a Fairy. PHILOSTRATE, Master of the Revels to The- PEASBLOSSOM, seus.


Fairies. QUINCE, the Carpenter.

MOTH, SNUC, the Joiner.


PYRAMUS, FLUTE, the Bellows-mender.


Characters in the Interlude SNOUT, the Tinker.



performed by the Clowns

Lion, HIPPOLYTA, Queen of the Amazons, betrothed to Theseus.

Other Fairies attending their King and HERMIA, Danghter to Egeus, in love with


Attendants on Theseus and Hippolyta.

SCENB-Athens, and a Wood not far from it.


Like to a step-dame, or a dowager,

Long withering out a young man's revepue. SCENE I.-Athens.-A Room in the Palace Hip. Four days will quickly steep themselves of THESEUS.

in nights ; Enter Theseus, BIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, And then the moon, like to a silver how

Four rights will quickly dream away the time; and Attendants.

New bent in heaven, shall behold the night The. Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour Of our solemnities. Draws on apace ; four happy days bring in The. Go, Philostrate, Another moon : but, oh! methinks, how slow Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments; This old moon wanes ! she lingers my desires, Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirtb;



-We must starve our sight From lover's food, 'till morrow deep midnight.

Act I. Scene I.

Obe. For she his hairy temples then hath rounded Vith coronets of fresh and fragrant flowers.

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