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the ladies out of their wits, they would have no more discretion but to hang us: but I will aggravate my voice so, that I will roar you as gently as any sucking Quin. You can play no part but Pyramus : for Pyra.

sweet-faced man; a proper man, as one shall see in a summer's day; a most lovely, gentleman-like man; therefore

you must needs play Pyramus.
Bot
. Well, i will

undertake
I best to play it in?

it. What beard were BurimWhy, what you will.

I will discharge it in either your straw-coloured beard,

beard, your purple-in-grain or your fect yellow.

uin. Some of your French crowns have no hair at all, and then you will play bare-faced. - But, masters, here are your parts: and I am to entreat you, request you, and desire you, to con them by tomorrow night; and meet town,

ne bist menin ehe palace wood, a mile without the meet in the city we shall be dogg'd with company, and our devices known. the mean time I will draw a bill of properties, such as our play wants. I pray you, fail me not.

Bot. We will meet; and there we may rehearse more obscenely, and courageously. Take pains; be perfect;

Quin. At the duke's onk we meet.
Bot. Enough; hold, or cut bow-strings. (Exeunt.

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ACT II.
SCENE I-A Food near Athens.
Enter a Fairy at one door, and PUCK at another
Puck. How now, spirit! whither wander you?
Pai. Over hill, over dala,

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

Thorough flood, thorough Bre,
I do wander every where,
Swifter than the moones sphero ;
And I serve the fairy queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green
The cowslips tall her pensioners be ;
In their gold coats spots you see ;

Bit

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 cowalip's ear.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits, I'll be gone;
Our queen

and all our elves come here anon.
Puck. The king 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
A lovely bny stolen

from an Indian king; She never had so sweet a And jealous Oberon would have the child Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild: she, perforce,

withholds the loved boy Crowns him with

flowers, in

and makes him all her jos. And now they never meet

meet in grove, or green, By fountain clear, or spangled starlight sheen, But they do square; 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 knavish sprite,
Call'd Robin Goodfellow : are you not he,
That fright the maidens of the villagery;
Skim milk; and sometimes labour in the quern,
And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;
And sometimes make the drink to bear no barm;
Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their

harm! Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Puck, You do their

work, and they shall bave 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 sed horse beguile,
Neighing in likeness of a Ally foal:
And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl,
In very likeness of a roasted crab;
And, when she drinks, against her lips 1 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 coughi
And then the whole quire hold their hips, and lote;
And waxen in their mirth, and weeze, and swear,
A merrier hour.wu never wasted there.
But room, Paory, here comes Oberon.

Those be rubies, fairy favours,

In those freckles live their sa fours:
I must go seek some dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Parewell, thou lob of spirite, I'll be gone;
Our queen and all our elves come here anon.

Puck. The king 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
A lovely boy stolen from an Indian 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 :
Crowns him with flowers, and makes him all her jor.
And now they never meet in grove, or green,
By fountain clear, or spangled starlight sheen,
But they do square; that all their elves, for fear,
Creep into acorn cups, and hide them there.
Pai. Either I mistake
your shape and making quite

,
Or else you are that shrewd and kavish sprite,
Call'd Robin Goodfellow: are you not be,
That fright the maidens of the villagery;
Skim milk; and sometimes labour in the quert,
And bootless make the breathless housewife chard;
And sometimes make the drink to bear no barm;
Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm !
Those that Hobgoblin call you, and swest Puck,
You do their work, and they shall

have good luck:
Are not you he!

Puek. 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 bear-fed horse beguile,
Neighing in likeness of a Ally foal:
And sometime lurk I in a gossip, bowl,
In very likeness of a roasted crab;
And, when she drinks, against her lips 1 bob,
And on her wither'd dew-lep 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;
And waren in their mirth, and peeze, and swear,
A merrier hour was never wasted there.-
But room, Faery, here comes Oberon.

Fai. And here my mistress. -'Would that he were

gone! SCENE II.-Enter OBERON, at one door, with his

train, and TITANIA, at another, with hers.
Obe. Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania.
Tila. What, jealous Oberon ? Fairy, skip hence ;
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 Corin 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 Amazon,
Your buskin'd mistress, and your warrior love,
To Theseus must be wedded; and you come
To give their bed joy and prosperity.

Obe. How canst thou thus, for shame, 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 Æglo 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 in the beached margent of the sea,
To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind,
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 land,
Have every pelting river made so proud,
That they have overborne their continents :
The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain,
The ploughman lost his sweat, and the green corn
Hath rotted, ere his youth attain'd a beard;
The fold stands

empty in the drowned field,
The crows are fatted with the murrain flock;
The nine men's morris is all' 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 blesti,

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Therefore the moon, the governess of foods,
Pale in her anger, washes all the air,
That rheumatic diseases do abound.
And thorough this distemperature, we see

seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts
Pall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose ;
And on old Hyema chin, and ice crown,
An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds

as in mockery, sel; tlic spring, the summer,
Their wonted liveries ; and the 'mazed world,
By their increase, now knows not which is which.
And this same progeny of evils comes
From our debate, from our dissention;
We are their paren is and original.

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

Set your heart at rest,
The fairy land buys not the child of me.
His mother was a vot'ress of my order:
And, in the spiced Indian air, by night,
Pull often hath 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 conceire,
And grow big-bellied, with the wanton wind:
Which she, with pretty and with swimming gait.
Following (her

then rich with

and To

the land, fetch me

trifles, and return again, As from voyage, rich

with merchandise. But she, being mortal, of that boy did die ; And, for her sake, i will not part with him. Obe. How long within this wood intend you stay?

Tita. Perchance, till 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. Tila. Not for thy kingdom. Fairies, away: We shall chide downright, if I longer stay.

(Breunt Tilania and her train. Obe. Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from this

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Therefore the moon, the governess of foods,
Pale in her anger, washes all the air,
That rheumatic diseases do abound.
And thorough this distemperature, we see
The seasons alter: hcary-headed frosts
Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose;
And on old Hyemschin, and icy crown,
Au odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds
Is, as in mockery, set; the spring, the summer,
The chilling autumn, angry winter, change
Their wonted liveries; and the 'mased world,
By their increase, now knows not which is which
And this same progeny of evils comes
From our debate, from our dissention;
We are their parents and original.

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

Set your heart at rest,
The fairy land buss not the child of me.
His mother was a vot'ress of niy order:
And, in the spiced Indian air, by night,
Full often hath 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 conceire,
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 x voyage, rich with merchandise.
But she, being mortal, of that boy did die;
And, for her sake, I do rear up the boy i
And, for her sake, I will not part with him.

Obe. How long within this wood intend you stay!

Tita. Perchance, till 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.

Tila. Not for thy kingdom. Fairies, away: We shall chide downright, if I longer stay,

[Breunt Tilania and her train. Obe. Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from this Till I torment thee for this injury

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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 couldst 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 loosed 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 vot'ress passed on,
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 wound, -
And maidens call it, love-in-idleness.
Petch me that flower; the herb I shewed thee once ;
The Juice of it on sleeping ege-lids 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 minules.

(Exit Puck. Obe.

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 woll, or bull,
On meddling monkey, or on busy ape,)
She shall pursue it with the soul of love.
Andere 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.

Enter demETRIUS, HELENA following him,

Dem. I love thee not, therefore pursue me not.
Where is Lysander, and fair Hermia ?
The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me.
Thou told'st me, they were stolen into this wood,
And here am I, and wood within this wood,
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