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But, in this kind, wanting your father's voice, Or else the law of Athens yields you up
The other must be held the worthier.

(Which by no means we may extenuate) Her. I would, my father look'd but with my To death, or to a vow of single life. eyes.

{look. Come, my Hippolyta ; wbat cheer, my love? The. Rather your eyes must with his judgment Demetrius, and Egeus, go along :

Her. I do entreat your grace to pardon me. I must employ you in some business
I know not by what power I am made bold; Against our nuptial; and confer with you
Nor how it way concern iny modesty,

Of something nearly that concerns yourselves. In such a presence here, to plead my thoughts: Ege. With duty and desire we follow you. But I beseech your grace, that I may know

[ereunt Thes. Hip. Ege. Dem. and train. The worst that may befal me in this casc,

Lys. How now, my love? Why is your cheek so If I refuse to wed Demetrius.

How chance the roses there do fade so fast? (pale? The. Either to die the death, or to abjure Her. Belike, for want of rain; which I could For ever the society of men.

well Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires, Beteem them from the tempest of mine eyes. Know of your youth, examine well your blood, Lys. Ah me! for aught ihat ever I could read, Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice, Could ever hear by tale or history, You can endure the livery of a nun;

The course of true love never did run smooth: For aye to be in shady cloister mew'd,

But, either it was different in blood ;To live a barren sister all your life,

Her. O cross ! too high to be enthrall’d to low! Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon. Lys. Or else misgraffed, in respect of years ;Thrice blessed they, that master so their blood, Her. O spite! too old to be engag'd to young

! To undergo such maiden pilgrimage :

Lys. Or else it stood upon the choice of But earthlier happy is the rose distillid, Than that, which withering on the virgin thorn, Her. O hell! to choose love by another's eye! Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness. Lys. Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,

Her. So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord, War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it; Ere I will yield my virgin patent up

Making it momentary as a sound, Unto his lordship, whose unwished yoke

Swift as a shadow, short as any dream; My soul consents not to give sovereignty. [moon, Brief as the lightning in the collied night,

The. Take time to pause: and, by the next new That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, (The sealing-day betwixt my love and me, And ere a man hath power to say,— Behold! For everlasting bond of fellowship,)

The jaws of darkness do devour it up: Upon that day either prepare to die,

So quick bright things come to confusion. For disobedience to your father's will ;

Her. If then true lovers have been ever cross'at, Or else, to wed Demetrius, as he would :

It stands as an edíct in destiny: Or on Diana's altar to protest,

Then let us teach our trial patience, For aye, austerity and single life.

Because it is a customary cross ; Dem. Relent, sweet Hermia ;-and, Lysander, | As due to love, as thoughts, and dreams, and sighs, Thy crazed title to my certain right. (yield Wishes, and tears, poor fancy's followers.

Lys. You have her father's love, Demetrius; Lys. A "good persuasion ; therefore, hear me, Let me have Hermia's: do you marry hiin. I have a widow aunt, a dowager [Hermia.

Ege. Scornful Lysander! true, he hath my love: Of great revenue, and she hath no child: And what is mine my love shall render him; From Athens is her house remote seven leagues; And she is mine; and all my right of her And she respects me as her only son, I do estate unto Demetrius.

There, gentle Hermia, may I marry thee; Lys. I am, my lord, as well deriv'd as he, And to that place the sharp Athenian law As well possess'd; my love is more than his; Cannot pursue us : if thou lov'st me then. My fortunes every way ás fairly rank'd,

Steal forth'thy father's house to-morrow nighs ; If not with vantage, as Demetrius';

And in the wood, a league without the town, And, which is more than all these boasts can bc, Where I did meet thee once with Helena, I am beloy'd of beauteous Hermia:

To do observance to a morn of May, Why should not I then prosecute my right? There will I stay for thee. Demetrius, I'll avouch it to his head,

Her. My good Lysander ! Made love to Nedar's daughter, Helena,

I'swear to thce by Cupid's strongest bow , And won her soul; and she, sweet lady, dotes, By his best arrow with the golden head; Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry,

By the simplicity of Venus' doves ; Upon this spotted and inconstant man.

By that which knitteth souls, and prospers lo res The. I must confess, that I have heard so much, And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen, And with Demetrius thought to have spoke thereof; When the false Trojan under sail was seen; But, being over-full of self-affairs,

By all the vows that ever men have bróke, My mind did lose it. — But, Demetrius, come; In number more than ever women spoke; Add come, Egeus ; you shall go with me, In that same place thou hast appointed me, I have some private schooling for you both.- To-morrow truly will I meet with thcc. For you, fair Hermia, look you arm yourself Lys. Keep promise, love: look, hore comes To be your faucies to your father's will;


Enter Helena.

As waggish boys in game themselves forstyear, Her. God speed fair Helena! Whither away? So the boy Love is perjur'd every where.

Hel. Call you me fair? that fair again unsay. For ere Deinetrius look'd on Hermia's eyne, Demetrius loves your fair ; 0, happy fair ! He bail'd down oaths, that he was only mine; Your eyes are lode-stars; and your tongue's sweet | And when this hail some heat from Herinia feit, More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear, [air So he dissolv'd, and showers of oaths did melt. When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds appear. I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight; Sickness is catching; 0, were favour so!

Then to the wood will he, to-morrow night, Your's would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I go; Pursue her; and for this intelligence, My ear should catch your voice, my eye your eye, | If I have thanks, it is a dear expense : My tongue should catch your tonguc's sweet But herein mean I to enrich my pain, melody.

To have bis sight thither, and back again. [e.sil. Were the world mine, Demetrius being bated, SCENE II. THE SAME. , & ROOM IN A COTTAGE. The rest I'll give to be to you translated. Enter Snug, Bottom, Flute, Snout, Quince, ara O, teach me how you look ; and with what art

Starveling. You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart.

Quin. Is all our company here? Her. I frown upon him, yet he loves me still. Bot. You were best to call them generally, Hel. O, that your frowns would teach my man by man, according to the scrip. smiles such skill !

Quin. Here is the scroll of every man's name, Her. I give him curses, yet he gives me love. which is thought fit, through all Athens, to pay Hel. O, that my prayers could such affection in our interlude before the duke and duchess, on move!

his wedding-day at night. Her. The more I hate, the more he follows me. Bot. First, good Peter Quince, say what the Hel. The more I love, the more he hateth me. play treats on ; then read the names of the actors : Her. His folly, Helena, is no fault of mine. and so grow to a point. Hel. None, but your beauty; 'would that fault Quin. Mary, our play is—The most lamentwere mine!

[face; able comedy, and most cruel death of Pyranus Her. Take comfort; he no more shall see my and Thisby. Lysander and myself will fly this place.

Bot. A very good piece of work, I assure you, Before the time I did Lysander see,

and a merry-Now, good Peter Quince, call Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:

forth your actors by the scroll Masters, spread O then, what graces in my love do dwell, yourselves. That he hath turu'd a heaven into a hell!

Quin. Answer, as I call you.- Nick Bottom, Lys. Helen, to you our minds we will unfold: the weaver. To-morrow night, when Phæbe doth behold Bot. Ready: name what part I am for, and Her silver visage in the wat’ry glass,

proceed. Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass,

Quin. You, Nick Bottom, are set down for (A time that lovers' flights doth still conceal,) Pyramus. Through Athens' gates have we devised to stcal. Bot. What is Pyramus ? a lover, or a tyrant ?

Her. And in the wood, where often you and I Quin. A lover, that kills himself most gallantly Upon faint primrose-beds were wont to lie, for love. Emptying our bosows of their counsel sweet, Bot. That will ask some tears in the true perThere my Lysander and myself shall meet : forming of it: if I do it, let the audience look to And thence, from Athens, turn away our eyes, their eyes; I will move storms, I will condole in To seek new friends and stranger companies.

To the rest :- yet my chief Farewell, sweet playfellow; pray thou for us, humour is for a tyrant: I could play Ercles And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius!

rurely, or a part to tear a cat in, to make all split. Keep word, Lysander : we must starve our sight

“The raging rocks, From lovers' food, till morrow deep midnight.

With shivering shocks,

Shall break the locks [ezit Her.

of prison-gates : Lys. I will, my Hermia. - Helena, adieu :

And Phibbus' car
Shall shine from far,

Giant As you on him, Demetrius dote on you! erit Lys.

And make and mar Heh. How happy some, o'er other some can be !

The foolish fatos." Through Athens I am thought as fair as she. This was lofty!-Now name the rest of the But wbat of that? Demetrius thinks not so; players.—This is Ercles' vein, a tyrant's vein; He will not know what all but he do know.

lover is more condoling. And as he erts, doting on Hermia's eyes,

Quin. Francis Flute, the bellows-mender. So I, admiring of his qualities.

Flu. Here, Peter Quince. Things base and vile, holding no quantity,

Quin. You must take Thisby on you. Love can transpose to form and dignity.

Flu. What is Thisby? a wandering knight? Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; Quin. It is the lady that Pyramus must love. And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind : Flu. Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I Nor bath love's mind of any judgment taste; have a beard coming. Wings, and no eyes, figure unheedy haste:

Quin. That's all one; you shall play it in and therefore is Love snid to be a child, mask, and you may speak as small as you will. Because in choice he is so oft beguild.

But. An I may hide my face, let me play


some measure.

Thishy too: I'll speak in a monstrous little voice; as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you - Thisne, Thisne, Ah, Pyramus, my lover dear; an 'twere any nightingale.' thy Thisby dear! and lady dear!

Quin. You can play no part but Pyramus: Quin. No, no ; you must play Pyramus; and, for Pyramus is a sweet-faced man; a proper man, Flute, you Thisby.

as one shall see in a summer's day; a most lovely, Bot. Well, proceed.

gentleman-like man; therefore you must needs Quin. Robin Starveling, the tailor.

play Pyramus. Star. Here, Peter Quince.

Bot. Well, I will undertake it. What beard Quin. Robin Starveling, you must play Thisby's were I best to play it in ? mother. Tom Sojout, the tinker.

Quin. Why, what you will. Snout. Here, Peter Quince..!!

Bot. I will discharge it in either your strawQuin. You, Pyramus's father; myself, Thisby's coloured beard, your orange-tawny beard, your father ;-Snug, the joiner, you, the lion's part : purple-in-grain beard, or your French-crowna -and, I hope, here is a play fitted.

colour beard, your perfect yellow. Snug. Have you the lion's part written ? pray Quin. Some of your French crowns have no you, if it be, give it me, for I am slow of study. hair at all, and then you will play bare-faced.

Quin. You may do it extempore, for it is But, masters, here are your parts: and I am to nothing but roaring,

entreat you, request you, and desire you, to con Bot. Let me play the lion too: I will roar, them by to-morrow night; and meet me in the that I will do any man's heart good to hear me; palace wood, a mile without the town, by moonI will roar, that I will make the duke say, Lct light; there will we rehearso: for if we meet in him roar again, Let him roar again.

the city, we shall be dog'd with company, and Quin. Ăn you shall do iť too terribly, you our devices knowp. In the meantime wiil would fright the duchess and the ladies, that they draw a bill of properties, such as our play wants. would shriek: and that were enough to hang us I pray you, fail me noto is dois all.

Bot. We will meet; and there we may rehearse All. That would bang us every mother's son. more obscenely, and courageously. Take pains.

Bot. I grant you, friends, if that you should be perfect; adieu. fright the ladies out of their wits, they would Quin. At the duke's oak we meet. have no more discretion but to hang us: but I Bot. Enough; hold, or cut bow-strings. will aggravate my voice so, that I will roar you


But they do square ; that all their elves, for fear, Enter a Fairy at one door, and Puck at another. Creep into acorn cups, and hide them there.

Puck. How now, spirit! whither wander you? Fai. Either I mistake your shape and making Fai. Over hill, over dale,

quite, Tborough bush, thorough brier,

Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite, Over park, over pale,

Call'd Robin Goodfellow : are you not be," Thorough flood, thorough fire, ri.

That fright the maidens of the villagery; Liet? I do wander every where, niiinis Skim milk; and sometimes labour in the quern, Swifter than the moone's sphere; And bootless make the breathless housewife churn; And I sorve the fairy queen, in : ptt And sometime make the drink to bear. Do barm;

To dev her orbs upon the green; ini Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their barm? IR The cowslips tall her pensioners be;' :tumpe 30 Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet: Puck; In their gold coatş spots you see ;)

You do their work, and they shall have good luck: Those be rubies, fairy favours,


Are not you he?
In those freckles live their savours :

Puck. Thou speak'st aright,
I must go seek some dew-drops here, 127 39|I am that merry wanderer of the night.
And hang a pearl in every coyyslip's ear.

I jest to Oberon, and make him smile,"
Farewell, thou lob of spirits, I'll be gone'; 'A When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile,"; 911!
Qur qneon and all her elves come here anon, 90, Neighing in likeness of a filly foal:
Puck. The king doth keep his revels here | And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl, a

"ref"In very likeness of a roasted crab; 33!11!!! Take heed, the queen come not within his sight. And, when she drinks, against her lips I bob, For Oberon is passing fell and wrath, Ost,"And on her wither'd dew-lap pour the ale. Because that she, as her attendant, hath

The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale, A lovely boy, stolen from an Indian king: 0

Sometime for tbree-foot stool mistaketh mo: She never had so ssveet a changeling stay tayo? se! Then slip I from her bum, down topples she, And jealous Oberon would have the child And tailor cries, and falls into a cough ; [loffe ; Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild: "And then the whole quire hold their hips, and But she, perforce, withholds the loved boy,, ! And waxen in their mirth, and neeze, and wear Crowns him with flowers, and makes him all A merrier hour was never wasted there. her joy :) " kv?

But, room, Faery, here comes 'Oberon. shu os And now they never meet in grove, or green, Fai. And here my mistress : 'would that- he By fountain clear, or spangled star-light sheen, 12 were gone. ! €


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The fairy land buys not the child of me. Enter Oberom at one door, with his train, and His mother was a vot’ress of my order: Titania, at another, with hers.

And, in the spiced Indian air, by night, Obe. Ill met by moon-light, proud Titania. Full often hath she gossip'd by my side;

T'ita. What, jealous Oberon? Fairy, skip hence; And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands, I have forsworn his bed and company.

Marking the embarked traders on the flood; Obe. Tarry, rash wanton; am not I thy lord? When we have laugh'd to see the sails conceive,

Tita. Then I must be thy lady: but I know, And grow big-bellied, with the wanton wind : When thou hast stol'n away from fairy land, Which she with pretty and with swimming gait, And in the shape of Corin sat all day,

(Following her womb, then rich with my young Playing on pipce of corn, aud versing love, Would imitate ; and sail upon the land, [squire,) To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here, To fetch me trifles, and return again, Come from the farthest steep of India ?

As from a voyage, rich with merchandise. But that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon, But she, being mortal, of that boy did die; Your buskin'd mistress, and your warrior love, And for her sake, I do rear up the boy: To Theseus must be wedded; and you come And, for her sake, I will not part with him. To give their bed joy and prosperity.

Obe. How long within this wood intend you Obe. How canst thou thus, for shame, Titania,

[day. Glance at my credit with Hippolyta,

Tita. Perchance, till after Theseus' wedding. Knowing I know thy love to Theseus?

If you will patiently dance in our round, Didst thou not lead him through the glimmering And see our moon-light revels, go with us; From Perigenia, whom he ravished ? [night If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts. And make him with fair Æglé break his faith, Obe. Give me that boy, and I will go with thee. With Ariadne, and Antiopa ?

Tita. Not for thy kingdom.- Fairies, away: Tita. These are the forgeries of jealousy: We shall chide down-right, if I longer stay. And never, since the middle summer's spring

(creunt Titania and her train. Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead,

Obe. Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from By paved fountain, or by rushy brook, Or on the beached margent of the sea,

Till I torment thee for this injury. — To dance our ringlets to the wlistling wind, My gentle Puck, come hither : thou remember'st But with thy brawls thou hast disturbid oor sport. Since once I sat upon a promontory, Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphiu's back, As in revenge, have suck'd up from the sea Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, Contagious fogs; which falling in the land, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; Have every pelting river made so proud,

And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, That they have overborne their continents : To hear the sea-maid's music. The ox has therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain, Puck. I remember.

[not, The ploughman lost his sweat; and the green corn Obe. That very time I saw, (but thou could'st Hath rotted, ere his youth attain'd a beard : Flying between the cold moon and the earth, The fold stands empty in the drowned field; Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took The crows are fatted with the murrain flock; At a fair vestal, throned by the west; The nine men's morris is fill'd up with mud; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, And the quaint mazes in the wanton green, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : For lack of tread, are undistinguishable :

But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft The human mortals want their winter here; Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon; No night is now with hymn or carol blest:- And the imperial votéress passed ou, Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, In maiden meditation, fancy-free. Pale in her anger, washes all the air,

Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : That rheumatic diseases do abound:

It fell upon a little western flower, — And thorough this distemperature, we sea Before, milk-white; now purple with love's The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts

And maidens call it, love-in-idleness. (wound, Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose;

Fetch me that flower; the herb I sbow'd thee once; And on old Hyems' chin, and icy crown, The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid, An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Will make or man or woman madly dote Is, as in mockery, set : the spring, the summer, Upon the next live creatures that it sees. The chilling autumn, angry winter, change Fetch me this herb: and be thou here again, Their wonted liveries; and the 'mazed world, 'Ere the leviathan can swin a league. By their increase, now knows not which is which : Puck. I'll put a girdle round about the earth And this same progeny of evil comes

In forty minutes.

[ezit Puche From our debate, from our disseution ;

Obe. Having once this juice, We are their parents and original.

I'll watch Titania, when she is Asleep, Obe. Do you amend it then; it lies in you: And drop the liquor of it in her eyes : Why should Titania cross ber Oberon?

The next thing then she waking looks upon, I do but beg a little changeling boy,

(Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull, To be my henchman.

On meddling monkey, or on busy ape.) Tita. Set your heart at rest,

She shall pursue it with the soul of loves

this grove,

do so.

And cre I take this charm from off her sight, Obe. Fare thee well, nymph: el's he do leave
(As I can take it, with another herb,)
I'll make her render up her page to me. - Thou shalt fly bim, and he shall seek thy love.
But who comes here? I am invisible;

Re-enter Puck.
And I will over-hear their conference.

Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wanderer Enter Demetrius, Helena following him. Puck. Ay, there it is. Dem. I love thee not, therefore pursue me not. Obe. I pray thee, give it me. Where is Lysander, and fair Hermia ?

I know a bank whereon the wild thyme.blows, The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me.

Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows; Thou told'st me, they were stol'n into this wood, Quite over-canopied with lush woodbine, And here am I, and wood within this wood, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine: Because I cannot meet with Hermia.

There sleeps Titania, some time of the night, Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more. Lulld in these flowers with dances and delight;

Hel. You draw me, you bard-hearted adamant; And there the snake throws her enameli'd skin, But yet you draw not iron, for my heart Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in : Is true as steel : leave you your power to draw, And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes, And I shall have no power to follow you.

And make her full of hateful fantasies.
Dem. Do I entice you? Do I speak you fair? Take thou some of it, and seek through this groves
Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth

A sweet Athenian lady is in love
Tell you— I do not, nor I cannot, love you? With a disdainful youth : anoint his eyes ;

Hel. And even for that do I love you the more. But do it, when the next thing he espies
I am your spaniel ; and, Demetrius,

May be the lady: thou shalt know the man The more you beat me, I will fawn on you: By the Athenian garments he hath on. Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me, Effect it with some care : that he may prove Neglect me, lose me; only give me leave,

Moro fond on her, than she upon her love: Unworthy as I am, to follow you.

And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow. What worser place can I beg in your love,

Puck. Fear not, my lord, your servant shall (And yet a place of high respect with me,)

[ereunt. Than to be used as you use your dog ?

SCENE III. ANOTHER PART OF THE WOOD. Dem. Tempt not too much the hatred of my

Enter Titania, with her train. spirit;

Tita. Come, now a roundel, and a fairy soug; For I am sick, when I do look on thee,

Then, for the third part of a minute hence; Hel. And I am sick, when I look not on you. Some, to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds ;

Dem. You do impeach your modesty too much, Some, war with rear-mice for their leathern wings To leave the city, and commit yourself

To make my small elves coats ; and some, keep Into the hands of one that loves you not;


[ders To trust the opportunity of night,

The clamorous owl, that nightly hocis, and wonAnd the ill counsel of a desert place,

At our quaint spirits: Sing me now asleep ; With the rich worth of your virginity.

Then to your offices, and let me rest. Hel. Your virtue is my privilege for that.

1 Fai. You spotted snakes, with double tongue, It is not night, when I do see your face,

Thorny hedge-hogs, be not seen ; Therefore I think I am not in the night;

Newts, and blind-worms, do no wrong;

Come not near our fairy queen: Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company;

Chorus. Philomel, with melody, For you, in my respect, are all the world :

Sing in our sweet lovahy :

Lulla, lulla, lullaby. ulla, sulla, lullaby : Tu... how ca ; it be said, i am alom,

Never harm, no pell nor charm, When all the world is here to look on me?

Come our lovely lady pigh;

So, good night, with lullaby: Dem. U run from thee, aud bide me in the

2 Fai. Weaving spiders, come not here; brakes,

Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence:

Bectles black, approach not near;
And leave thee to e mercy of wild beasts.

Worm, nor snail, do no offence,
Hel. The wildest hath not such a heart as you. Chorus. Philomel, with melody, &c.
Run when you will, the story shall be chang'd; 1 Fai. Hence, away; now all is well:
Apollo Aies, and Daphne holds the chase;

One, alovf, stand centinel.
The dove pursues the griffin ; the mild hind

[ereunt Fairies: Titania sleeps. Dlakes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed !

Enter Oberon. When cowardice pursues, and valour flies.

Obe. What thou seest, when thou dost wake, Dem. I will not stay thy questions : let me go : [squeezes the flowers on Tilania's eye-lids. Or, if thou follow me, do not believe

Do it for thy true love take; But I shall do thee mischief in the wood. Love, and languish for his sake :

Hel. Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field, Be it ounce, or cat, or bear, You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius !

Pard, or boar with bristled hair,
Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex :

In thy eye that shall appear
We cannot fight for love, as men may do; When thou wak'st, it is thy dear ;
We should be woo'd, and were not made to woo. Wake, when some vile thing is nicar.

(erit I'll follow thee, and make a beaven of hell,

Enter Lysander and Hermia. To die upon the hand I love so well.

Lys. Fair love, you faint with wandering in [er. Dem. f Hel.

the wood;

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