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Quin. At the duke's oak we meet.
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SCENE I. A wood near Athens.

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Enter a Fairy at one door, and Pack at another.

Puck. How now, spirit! whither wander you?
Fai. Over hill, over dale,

Thorough bush, thorough briar,
Over park, over pale,

Thorough flood, thorough fire,
I do wander every where,
Swifter than the moones sphere;
And I serve the fairy queen,
To dew her orbst upon the green:
The cowslips tall her pensioners be ;
In their gold coats spots you see ;
Those be rubies, fairy favours,

In those freckles live their savours:
I must go seek some dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Farewell, thou lobt of spirits, I'll be gone;
Our queen and all her elves come here anon.!

Puck. The kiog doth keep his revels here to-night;
Take heed, the queen come not within his sight.
For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,
Because that she, as her attendant, hath

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A lovely boy, stol'n from an Iudian king ; -
She never had so sweet a changeling:
And jealous Oberon would have the child
Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild :
But she, perforce, withholds the loved boy,
Crowos him with flowers, and makes him all her joy:
And now they never meet in grove, or green,
By fountain clear, or spangled star-light sheen*,
But they do squaret; that all their elves, for fear,
Creep into acorn cups, and hide them there.
Fai. Either I mistake your shape and making

quite,
Or else you are that shrewd and kpavish sprite,
Call'd Robin Good-fellow: are you not he,
That fright the maidens of the villagery;
Skim milk; and sometimes labour in the quernt,
And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;
And sometime make the drink to bear no barmg;
Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm:
Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Puck,
You do their work, and they shall have good luck :
Are not you he?
Puck,

Thou speak'st aright; I am that merry wanderer of the night. I jest to Oberon, and make him smile, When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile, Neighing in likeness of a filly foal: And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl, In very likeness of a roasted crabll ; And, when she drinks, against her lips I bob, And on her wither'd dew-lap pour the ale. The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale, Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me: Then slip I from her bum, down topples she, And tailor cries, and falls into a cough; And then the whole quire hold their hips, and loffe;

# Shining. + Quarrel.
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And waxen in their mirth, and neeze, and swear
A merrier hour was never wasted there.
But room, Faery, here comes Oberon.
Fai. And here my mistress :-'Would that he

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SCENE II.
Enter Oberon, at one door, with his train, and

Titania, at another, with hers.
Obe. Ill met by moon-light, proud Titania.

Tita. What, jealous Oberon? Fairy, skip heace;
I have forsworn his bed and company.

Obe. Tarry, rash wanton ; Am not I thy lord?

Tita. Then I must be thy lady: But I know
When thou hast stol'n away from fairy land,
And in the shape of Coriu sat all day,
Playing on pipes of corn, and versing love
To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here,
Come from the farthest steep of India?
But that forsooth, the bouncing Amazou,
Your buskin'd mistress, and your warrior love,
To Thesus must be wedded; and you come
To give their bed joy and prosperity.

Obe. How canst thou thus, for slame, Titania,
Glance at my credit with Hippolyta,
Knowing I know thy love to Theseus?
Didst thou not lead him through the glimmering

night
From Perigenia, whom he ravished ?
And make him with fair Æglé break his faith,
With Ariadne, and Antiopa?

Tita. These are the forgeries of jealousy:
And never, since the middle summer's spring,
Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead,
By paved fountain, or.by rushy brook,
Or on the beached margent of the sea,
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But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.
Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain,
As in revenge, have suck'd up from the sea
Contagious fogs; which falling in the laud,
Have every peltingriver made so proud,
That they have overborne their continentst:
The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vaio,
The ploughman lost his sweat; and tlie green cora
Hath rotted, ere his youth attain'd a beard:
The fold stands empty in the drowned field,
And crows are fatted with the murrain flock;
The nine men's morrist is fill'd up with mud;
And the quaint mazes in the wanton green
For lack of tread, are undistinguishable:
The human mortals want their winter here;
No night is now with hymn or carol blest:-
Therefore the moon, the governess of floods,
Pale in hier auger, washes all the air,
That rheumatick diseases do abound:
Aud thorough this distemperature, we see
The seasons alter : hoary headed frosts
Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose ;
And on old Hyems' chin, and icy crown,
An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds
Is, as in mockery, set: The spring, the summer,
The childings autumn, angry winter, change
Their wopted liveries ; and the 'mazed world,
By their increasell, now knows not which is which :
And this same progeny of evils comes
From our debate, from our dissention;
We are their parents apd original.

Obe. Do you amend it then; it lies in you:
Why should Titania cross her Oberon?
I do but beg a little changeling boy,
To be my henchmang.

* Petty.

+ Banks which contain them. * A game played by boys.

Autumn producing flowers unseasonably. 8 Produce. T Page.

Act 11.

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104 .MIDSUMMER-NIGHTS
Titą.

Set your heart at rest,
The fairy lạnd bays not the child of me.
His mother was a vot'ress of my order:
And, in the spiced Indian air, by night,
Full often bath she gossip'd by my side;
And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands,
Marking the embarked traders on the flood;
When we have laugh'd to see the sails conceive,
And grow big-bellied, with the wanton wind:
Which she, with pretty and with swimming gait
(Following her womb, then rich with my young

'squire),
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 stay?

Tita. Perchance, tilt after Theseus' wedding-day. 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 thee.

Tita. Not for thy kingdom.–Fairies, away: We shall chide down-right, if I longer stay.

(Exeunt 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 bither: Thou remember'st
Since once I sat upon a promontory,
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.
Puck.

I remember.
Obe. That very time I saw (but thou could'st not),
Flying between the cold moon and the earth,

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