you, leave your courtefy, good monfieur. Muft. What's your will? Bot. Nothing, good monfieur, but to help cavalero Pease-bloffom to fcratch. I must to the barber's, monfieur; for, methinks, I am marvellous hairy about the face: and I am fuch a tender afs, if my hair do but tickle me, I must scratch. Queen. What, wilt thou hear fome mufick, my fweet love? Bot. I have a reasonable good ear in mufick: let us have the tongs and the bones. Queen. Or, fay, sweet love, what thou defir'st to eat. Bot. Truly, a peck of provender; I could munch your good dry oats. Methinks I have a great defire to a bottle of hay good hay, fweet hay, hath no fellow. Queen. I have a venturous fairy that shall feek The squirrel's hoard, and fetch thee thence new nuts. Bot. I had rather have a handful, or two, of dried pease. But, I pray you, let none of your people ftir me; I have an expofition of fleep come upon me. Queen. Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms, Fairies, be gone, and be all ways away. f So doth the woodbine, the fweet honey-fuckle, Enrings the barky fingers of the elm. O, how I love thee! how I dote on thee! Oberon advances. Enter Puck. Ob. Welcome, good Robin. Seeft thou this sweet sight? Her dotage now I do begin to pity. e Cobweb. be all ways away.]-difperfe upon your different employments. woodbine,]-the plant. hboney-fuckle,]-the flower. i female ivy]-wanting the fupport of the elm, which is therefore called its husband. For For meeting her of late, behind the wood, Be, as thou waft wont to be; [Touching her eyes with an herb. See, as thou waft wont to fee: Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower Hath fuch force and bleffed power. Now, my Titania; wake you, my fweet queen. * favours]-garlands-favours. 1 rounded]-furrounded. fierce vexation]-lively impreffion, strong illusion. Ob. Ob. There lies your love. Queen. How came these things to pafs? Oh, how mine eye doth loath his visage now! Queen. Mufick, ho! mufick; fuch as charmeth fleep. peep. Ob. Sound, mufick. [Still mufick.] Come my queen, take hands with me, And rock the ground whereon these fleepers be. And will, to-morrow midnight, folemnly, Puck. Fairy king, attend, and mark; I do hear the morning lark. Ob. Then my queen, in filence fad, We the globe can compass foon, Swifter than the wand'ring moon. Queen, Come, my lord: and in our flight, Tell me how it came this night, That I fleeping here was found, With these mortals, on the ground. [Exeunt. [Wind borns within. "fair pofterity:]-with a numerous and fair pofterity-far pofterityto the remotest-fair profperity-to the enjoyment of it, that all things may profper in it. fad,]-deep, ftill. P Trip we after the night's fhade:- A& V, S. 2. Puck. Enter Enter Thefeus, Egeus, Hippolita, and train. The. Go, one of you, find out the forefter; For now our obfervation is perform'd: 9 And fince we have the ' vaward of the day, Of hounds and echo in conjunction. Hip. I was with Hercules, and Cadmus, once, When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear Such gallant chiding; for, befides the groves, W Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never heard The. My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, With ears that sweep away the morning dew; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lap'd like Theffalian bulls; Was never halloo'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Theffaly : Judge, when you hear.-But, soft; what nymphs are these? 9 our obfervation is perform'd:]-obfervance of the time fixed for the nuptials; or the rites of May Day's morning. i vaward]-the fore part; the day is yet but young. Uncoupl'd-let them go. bay'd the bear]-chas'd the boar. "gallant chiding ;]-melodious notes. w mountains. K fler'd, fo fanded, ]-deep-mouth'd; of a fandy colour. This This Helena, old Nedar's Helena : I wonder at their being here together. The. No doubt, they rofe up early, to obferve That Hermia fhould give answer of her choice? Ege. It is, my lord. The. Go, bid the huntfmen wake them with their horns. Horns, and fhout within; Demetrius, Lyfander, Hermia, and Helena, wake and start up. The. Good-morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is past; Begin these wood-birds but to couple now? Lys. Pardon, my lord. The. I pray you all, stand up. [They all kneel to Thefeus. I know, you two are rival enemies; How comes this gentle concord in the world, To fleep by hate, and fear no enmity? Lyf. My lord, I fhall reply amazedly, Half 'fleep, half waking: But as yet, I fwear, But, as I think, (for truly would I speak,- I came with Hermia hither: our intent Was to be gone from Athens, where we might be a * Without the peril of the Athenian law. Ege. Enough, enough, my lord; you have enough; I beg the law, the law, upon his head, They would have ftol'n away, they would, Demetrius, * Saint Valentine]-the feafon for pairing. Thereby |