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Swift as a shadow, short as any dream;
When Phoebe doth behold Her silver visage in the wat’ry glass, Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass.
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind : Nor hath love's mind of any judgment taste; Wings, and no eyes, figure unheedy haste: And therefore is love said to be a child, Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd. As waygish boys in gamet themselves forswear, So the boy love is perjur'd every where.
I am thạt merry wanderer of the night, I jest to Oberon, and make him smile, When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile, * Black.
Neighing in likeness of a silly foal:
FAIRY JEALOUSY, AND THE EFFECTS OF IT,
* Wild apple,
played by boys.
That rheumatic diseases do abound:
LOVE IN IDLENESS.
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. That very time I saw, (but thou could'st not,) 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 watry moon; And the imperial votress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy free 1. 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 wound, And maidens call it, love-in-idleness.
A FAIRY BANK.
I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows;
* Autumn producing flowers unseasonably. † Produce. # Exempt from love.
$ The greater cowslip.
Quite over-canopied with lush * woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine: There sleeps Titanja, some time of the night, Lulld in these flowers with dances and delight.
FAIRY COURTESIES. Be kind and courteous to this gentleman; Hop in his walks, and gambol in his eyes ; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries t, 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 bim, elves, and do him courtesies.
FEMALE FRIENDSHIP. Is all the counsel that we two have shar'd, The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent, When we have chid the hasty-footed time For parting us,–0, and is all forgot? All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial I gods, Have with our neelds © created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet a union in partition,
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem:
Night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast, And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger; At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and there, Troop home to church-yards.
DEW IN FLOWERS. And that same dew, which sometime on the buds Was wont to swell, like round and orient pearls, Stood now within the pretty flow'rets' eyes, Like tears, that did their own disgrace bewail.
We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top,
Hip. I was with Hercules, and Cadmus, once,