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Would imitate, and sail upon the land,
To fetch me trifles, and return again,
As from a voyage, rich with merchandize.
But she, being mortal, of that boy did die;
And for her sake I do rear up her boy;
And for her sake I will not part with him.
Obe. How long within this wood intend you

Tita. Perchance till after Theseus' wedding If you will patiently dance in our round, And see our moonlight revels, go with us; If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts. Obe. Give me that boy, and I will go with


[away! Tita. Not for thy fairy kingdom.-Fairies, We shall chide downright, if I longer stay. [Exit Titania, and her train. Obe. Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from this grove,

Till I torment thee for this injury.—
My gentle Puck, come hither: Thou remem-
Since once I sat upon a promontory, [ber'st
And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back,
Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath,
That the rude sea grew civil at her song;
And certain stars shot madly from their spheres,
To hear the sea-maid's music.


I remember. Obe. That very time I saw (but thou couldst not).

Enter Demetrius, Helena following him. Dem. I love thee not, therefore pursue me Where is Lysander, and fair Hermia? [not. The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me. Thou told'st me they were stol'n into this wood;

Flying between the cold moon and the earth,
Cupid all arm'd a certain aim he took
At a fair vestal throned by the west;
And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow,
As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts:
But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft
Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery
And the imperial votaress passed on, [moon,
In maiden meditation, fancy-free.

Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell:
It fell upon a little western flower,-
Before milk-white, now purple with love's

And maidens call it, love-in-idleness. [once:
Fetch me that flower; the herb I show'd thee
The juice of it on sleeping eyelids laid,
Will make or man or woman madly dote
Upon the next live creature that it sees.
Fetch me this herb; and be thou here again,
Ere the leviathan can swim a league.
Puck. I'll put a girdle round about the earth
In forty minutes.
Having once this juice,
I'll watch Titania when she is asleep,
And drop the liquor of it in her eyes;
The next thing then she waking looks upon,
(Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull,
On meddling monkey, or on busy ape,)
She shall pursue it with the soul of love :
And ere I take this charm off from her sight,
(As I can take it with another herb)
I'll make her render up her page to me.
But who comes here? I am invisible:
And I will over-hear their conference.


And here am I, and wood within this wood,
Because I cannot meet my Hermia.
Hence! get thee gone, and follow me no
Hel. You draw me, you hard-hearted
But yet you draw not iron, for my heart
Is true as steel: leave you your power to draw,
And I shall have no power to follow you.

Dem. Do I entice you? Do I speak you fair?
Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth
Tell you, I do not nor I cannot love you?
Hel. And even for that do I love you the
I am your spaniel; and, Demetrius, [more.
The more you beat me, I will fawn on you:
Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike


Neglect me, lose me; only give me leave,
Unworthy as I am, to follow
What worser place can I beg in your love,
(And yet a place of high respect with me,)
Than to be used as you use your dog?

Dem. Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit ;

For I am sick when I do look on you.

Hel. And I am sick when I look not on thee. Dem. You do impeach your modesty too To leave the city, and commit yourself [much, Into the hands of one that loves you not; To trust the opportunity of night, And the ill counsel of a desert place, With the rich worth of your virginity.

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: Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company, For you, in my respect, are all the world: Then how can it be said I am alone, When all the world is here to look on me? Dem. I'll run from thee and hide me in the brakes,

And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts. Hel. The wildest hath not such a heart as you.

Run when you will, the story shall be chang'd, Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase; The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed,

When cowardice pursues, and valour flies. Dem. I will not stay thy questions; let me Or, if thou follow me, do not believe [go: But I shall do thee mischief in the wood.

Hel, Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field, You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius ! Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex : We cannot fight for love, as men may do ; We should be woo'd, and were not made to


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

Beetles black, approach not near ; To die upon the hand I love so well.

Worm, nor snail, do no offence. [Exeunt Dem. and Hel. Obe. Fare thee well, nymph : ere he do Chorus. Philomel, with melody, &-c. leave this grove,

i Fai. Hence, away ! now all is well. Thou shalt fly him, and he shall seek thy love.

One, aloof, stand sentinel.
Re-enter Puck.

[Excunt Fairies. Titania siceps. Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wan

Enter Oberon. Puck. Ay, there it is.

(derer. Obe. [Squeezes the flower on Titania's eyeObe.

I pray thee, give it me. What tħou seest when thou dost wake, slids.] I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Do it for thy true love take; Where ox-lips, and the nodding violet grows; Love, and languish for his sake : Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, Be it ounce, or cat, or bear, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine : Pard, or boar with bristled hair, There sleeps Titania, some time of the night, In thy eye that shall appear Luli'd in these flowers with dances and delight; When thou wak'st, it is thy dear. And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin, Wake when some vile thing is near. (Exit. Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in :

Enter Lysander and Hermia. And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes, Lys. Fair love, you faint with wandering in And make her full of hateful fantasies.

the wood; Take thou some of it, and seek through this And to speak troth, I have forgot our way : grove :

We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good, A sweet Athenian lady is in love

And tarry for the comfort of the day. With a disdainful youth: anoint his eyes; Her. Be it so, Lysander:find you out a bed ; But do it, when the next thing he espies For I upon this bank will rest my head. (both; May be the lady. Thou shalt know the man Lys. One turf shall serve as pillow for us By the Athenian garments he hath on. One heart, one bed, two bosoms, and one Effect it with some care, that he may prove


[my dear, More fond on her, than she upon her love : Her. Nay, good Lysander ; for my sake, And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow. Lie farther off yet ; do not lie so near. (cence! Puck. Fear not, my lord, your servant shall Lys. O, take the sense, sweet, of my inno

(Exit. Love takes the meaning in love's conference,

I mean, that my heart unto yours is knit, Scene III.-Another part of the Wood. So that but one heart we can make of it:

Two bosoms interchained with an oath ;
Enter Titania, with her train.

So then, two bosoms, and a single troth. Tita, Come, now a roundel, and a fairy Then, by your side no bed-room me deny ; song ;

For, lying so, Hermia, I do not lie. Then, for the third part of a minute, hence; Her. Lysander riddles very prettily :Some, to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds; Now much beshrew my manners and my pride, Some, war with rear-mice for their leathern If Hermia meant to say, Lysander lied. wings,

[keep back But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy To make my small elves coats ; and some, Lie further off ; in human modesty, The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots, and Such separation as may well be said wonders

Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid : At our quaint spirits. Sing me now asleep ; So far be distant; and, good night, sweet Then to your offices, and let me rest.

friend :

Thy love ne'er alter till thy sweet life end ! SONG.

Lys. Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, sayI; 1 Fai. You spotted snakes, with double tongue, And then end life, when I end loyalty !

Thorny hedge-hogs, be not seen; Here is my bed : sleep give thee all his rest! Newts, and blind-worms, do no wrong; Her. With half that wish the wisher's eyes Come not near our fairy queen.

be press'd!

[They sicep.

Enter Puck.
Chorus. Philomel, with melody,

Puck. Through the forest have I gone,
Sing in our sweet lullaby :
Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla,

But Athenian found I none,

On whose eyes I might approve
Never harm,


This flower's force in stirring love.
Nor spell, nor charm,
Come our lovely lady nigh;

Night and silence ! who is here?

Weeds of Athens he doth wear :
So, good night, with lullaby.

This is he, my master said, 2 Fai. Weaving spiders, come not here ;

Despised the Athenian maid :
Hence, you long-legged spinners,

And here the maiden, sleeping sound, hence!

On the dank and dirty ground.

do so.

Pretty soul! she durst not lie Near this lack-love, this kill-courtesy. [Squeezes the flower on Lysander's eyelids.]

Churl, upon thy eyes I throw All the power this charm doth owe. When thou wak'st, let love forbid Sleep his seat on thy eyelid : So awake, when I am gone, For I must now to Oberon. Enter Demetrius and Helena, running. Hel. Stay, though thou kill me, sweet Demetrius. [haunt me thus. Dem. I charge thee, hence; and do not Hel. O, wilt thou darkling leave me? do


not so.

Dem. Stay, on thy peril: I alone will go. [Exit Demetrius. Hel. O, I am out of breath in this fond chase!

The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.
Happy is Hermia wheresoe'er she lies;
For she hath blessed and attractive eyes.
How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt


If so, my eyes are oftener wash'd than hers.
No, no, I am as ugly as a bear;
For beasts that meet me, run away for fear:
Therefore no marvel though Demetrius
Do, as a monster, fly my presence thus.
What wicked and dissembling glass of mine
Made me compare with Hermia's sphery

But who is here? Lysander! on the ground!
Dead? or asleep? I see no blood, no wound.-
Lysander, if you live, good sir, awake.

Lys. [Awaking.] And run through fire I will, for thy sweet sake. Transparent Helena! Nature here shows art, That through thy bosom makes me see thy


Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' eye,
But you must flout my insufficiency?
Good troth, you do me wrong,-good sooth,
you do,-

In such disdainful manner me to woo.
But fare you well; perforce I must confess
I thought you lord of more true gentleness.
O, that a lady, of one man refus'd,
Should of another therefore be abus'd! [Exit.
Lys. She sees not Hermia.-Hermia, sleep
thou there :

Where is Demetrius? O, how fit a word
Is that vile name to perish on my sword!
Hel. Do not say so, Lysander; say not so.
What though he love your Hermia? Lord,
what though?

Yet Hermia still loves you: then be content.
Lys. Content with Hermia! No; I do repent
The tedious minutes I with her have spent.
Not Hermia, but Helena I love :
Who will not change a raven for a dove?
The will of man is by his reason sway'd;
And reason says you are the worthier maid.
Things growing are not ripe until their season:
So I, being young, till now ripe not to reason;
And touching now the point of human skill,
Reason becomes the marshal to my will,
And leads me to your eyes; where I o'erlook
Love's stories, written in love's richest book.
Hel. Wherefore was I to this keen mockery
When, at your hands, did I deserve this scorn?
Is't not enough, is't not enough, young man,
That I did never, no, nor never can,

And never mayst thou come Lysander near!
For, as a surfeit of the sweetest things
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings;
Or, as the heresies, that men do leave,
Are hated most of those they did deceive;
So thou, my surfeit and my heresy,
Of all be hated, but the most of me! [might
And, all my powers, address your love and
To honour Helen, and to be her knight. [Exit.
Her. [Awaking.] Help me, Lysander, help
me! do thy best

To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast!
Ah me, for pity!-what a dream was here!
Lysander, look how I do quake with fear:
Methought a serpent eat my heart away,
And you sat smiling at his cruel prey.-
Lysander! - What, remov'd? Lysander !
What, out of hearing? gone? no sound, no
Alack! where are you? speak, an if you hear;
Speak, of all loves! I swoon almost with fear.
No?-then I well perceive you are not nigh:
Either death, or you, I'll find immediately.


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Bottom the weaver. This will put them out So near the cradle of the fairy queen ? of fear.

What, a play toward ! I'll be an auditor ; Quin. Well, we will have such a prologue ; An actor too, perhaps, if I see cause. [forth, and it shall be written in eight and six.

Quin. Speak, Pyramus. - Thisby, stand Bot. No, make it two more ; let it be written Pyr. Thisby, the flowers of odious savours in eight and-eight

[lion ? Quin. Odours," í odours." [sweet," Snout. Will not the ladies be afeard of the Pyr. Odours savours sweet : Star. I fear it, I promise you.

So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisby, dear, Bot. Masters, you ought to consider with But hark, a voice! stay thou but here awhile, yourselves: to bring in,-God shield us !-a And by and by I will to thee appear." lion among ladies, is a most dreadful thing ;

(Exit. for there is not a more fearful wild-fowl than Puck. (A side.] A stranger Pyramus than your lion, living; and we ought to look to it. e'er play'd here !

[Exit. Snout. Therefore, another prologue must This. Must I speak now? tell he is not a lion.

Quin. Ay, marry, must you ; for you must Bot. Nay, you must name his name, and understand, he goes but to see a noise that he half his face must be seen through the lion's heard, and is to come again. neck; and he himself must speak through, This.Most radiant Pyramus, most lilysaying thus, or to the same defect,-“ Ladies, white of hue,

[brier, 1-or, fair ladies, I would wish you,-or, I Of colour like the red rose on triumphant would request you,--or, I would entreat you, Most brisky juvenal, and eke most lovely jezu, --not to fear, not to tremble : my life for As true as truest horse, that yet would never yours, If you think I come hither as a lion,

tire, it were pity of my life: no, I am no such r'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb." thing ; I am a man as other men are :"-and Quin. Ninus tomb," man. Why, you there, indeed, let him name his name, and tell must not speak that yet ; that you answer to them plainly, he is Snug, the joiner.

Pyramus : you speak all your part at once, Quin. Well, it shall be so. But there is cues and all, Pyramus, enter ; your cue is two hard things.—that is, to bring the moon- past ; it is, “ never tire." light into a chamber; for, you know, Pyramus This. 0,-“ As true as truest horse, that and Thisby meet by moon-light.

yet would never tire."

(head. Snug. Doth the moon shine that night we Re-enter Puck, and Bottom with an ass's play our play?

Pyr. If I were, fair Thisby, I were only Bot. A calendar, a calendar! look in the thine :"

[haunted, almanack; find out moonshine,

find out Quin. O monstrous ! O strange! we are moonshine.

Pray, masters ! fly, masters !-Help! Quin. Yes, it doth shine that night. [Exit, with Snug, Flute, Snout, and Starveling.

Bot. Why, then may you leave a casement Puck. I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a of the great chamber window, where we play, round, open ; and the moon may shine in at the Through bog, through bush, through brake, casement.

through brier ! Quin. Ay, or else one must come in with a Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound, bush of thorns and a lanthorn, and say he A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire ; comes to disfigure, or to present, the person of And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar, moonshine. Then, there is another thing ; and burn, we must have a wall in the great chamber : Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every for Pyramus and Thisby, says the story, did turn.

[Exil. talk through the chink of a wall.

Bot. Why do they run away? this is a Snug. You can never bring in a wall.-knavery of them, to make me aféard. What say you, Bottom ?

Re-enter Snout. Bot. Some man or other must present wall : Snout. O Bottom ! thou art changed ! what and let him have some plaster, or some loam, do I see on thee? or some rough-cast about him, to signify wall ; Bot. What do you see? you see an ass's and let him hold his fingers thus, and through head of your own, do you? [Exit Snout. that cranny shall Pyramus and Thisby whisper.

Re-enter Quince. Quin. If that may be, then ail is well. Quin. Bless thee, Bottom ! bless thee ! Come, sit down, every mother's son, and re-thou art translated.

(Exit. hearse your parts. Pyramus, you begin. Bot. I see their knavery : this is to make an When you have spoken your speech, enter ass of me, to fright me, if they could. But I into that brake; and so every one according will not stir from this place, do what they can : to his cue.

I will walk up and down here, and I will sing, Enter Puck, behind.

that they shall hear I am not afraid. [Sings. Puck. What hempen home-spuns have we The ousel-cock, so black of hue, swaggering here,

With orange-tawny bill,

The throstle with his note so true,
The wren with little quill:

Tita. [Waking.] What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?

Bot. (Sings.]

The finch, the sparrow, and the lark,
The plain-song cuckoo gray,

Whose note full many a man doth mark,
And dares not answer, nay;-

for indeed, who would set his wit to so foolish
a bird? who would give a bird the lie, though
he cry "cuckoo" never so?

Tita. I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again Mine ear is much enamour'd of thy note; So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape; [me, And thy fair virtue's force, perforce doth move On the first view, to say, to swear, I love thee. Bot. Methinks, mistress, you should have little reason for that: and yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days-the more the pity, that some honest neighbours will not make them friends. Nay, I can gleek upon occasion.

Mus. Mustard-seed.


Bot. Good master Mustard-seed, I know your patience well; that same cowardly, giantlike ox-beef, hath devoured many a gentleman of your house: I promise you, your kindred hath made mine eyes water ere now. I desire you of more acquaintance, good master Mustard-seed. [my bower. Tita. Come, wait upon him; lead him to The moon, methinks, looks with a wat'ry eye; And when she weeps, weeps every little flower, Lamenting some enforced chastity. Tie up my love's tongue, bring him silently. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-Another part of the Wood. Enter Oberon.

ance, good master Cobweb: if I cut my finger, I shall make bold with you.-Your name,

Peas. Peas-blossom. [honest gentleman? Bot. I pray you, commend me to mistress Squash, your mother, and to master Peascod, your father. Good master Peas-blossom, İ shall desire you of more acquaintance.--Your name, I beseech you, sir?

Tita. Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful. Bot. Not so, neither: but if I had wit enough to get out of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn.

Peas. Ready.



Tita. Out of this wood do not desire to go:
Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or Here
I am a spirit of no common rate;
The summer still doth tend upon my state;
And I do love thee: therefore go with me;
I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee;
And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep,
And sing, while thou on pressed flowers dost

And I will purge thy mortal grossness so,
That thou shalt like an airy spirit go.- [seed!
Peas-blossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustard-
Enter Peas-blossom, Cobweb, Moth,
and Mustard-seed.

And I.



And I.
And I.
All Four
Where shall we go?
Tita. Be kind and courteous to this gentle-


Hop in his walks, and gambol in his eyes?
Feed him with apricocks, and dewberries,
With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries:
The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees,
And for night tapers crop their waxen thighs,
And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes,
To have my love to bed, and to arise;
And pluck the wings from painted butterflies,
To fan the moon-beams from his sleeping eyes:
Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies.
Peas. Hail, mortal! Cob. Hail!
Moth. Hail!
Mus. Hail!

Obe. I wonder if Titania be awak'd;
Then, what it was that next came in her eye,
Which she must dote on in extremity.
comes my messenger.-[Enter Puck.]
How now, mad spirit!
What night-rule now about this haunted
Puck. My mistress with a monster is in love.
Near to her close and consecrated bower,
While she was in her dull and sleeping hour,
A crew of patches, rude mechanicals,
That work for bread upon Athenian stalls,
Were met together to rehearse a play,
Intended for great Theseus' nuptial day.
The shallowest thick-skin of that barren sort,
Who Pyramus presented, in their sport
Forsook his scene, and enter'd in a brake:
When I did him at this advantage take,
An ass's nowl I fixed on his head :
Anon his Thisbe must be answered, [spy,
And forth my mimic comes. When they him
As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye,
Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort,
Rising and cawing at the gun's report,
Sever themselves, and madly sweep the sky;
So, at his sight, away his fellows fly;
And, at our stamp, here o'er and o'er one falls;
He murder cries, and help from Athens calls.
Their sense thus weak, lost with their fears thus

Made senseless things begin to do them wrong;
For briers and thorns at their apparel snatch;
Some, sleeves,-some, hats,--from yielders all
things catch.

Bot. I cry your worships mercy, heartily,
-I beseech your worship's name.

I led them on in this distracted fear,
And left sweet Pyramus translated there :
When in that moment (so it came to pass,)
Titania wak'd, and straightway lov'd an ass.

Cob. Cobweb.

Obe. This falls out better than I could devise.

Bot. I shall desire you of more acquaint-But hast thou yet latch'd the Athenian's eyes

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