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Quin. An you should do it too terribly, you | By fountain clear, or spangled star-light sheen," vould fright the dutchess and the ladies, that But they do square ;t that all their elves, for #ky would shriek: and that were enough to
fear, hang us all.
Creep into acorn cups, and hide them there. Aul. That would hang us every mother's son. Fai. Either I mistake your shape and making Bot. I grant you, friends, if that you should
quite, fright the ladies out of their wits, they would or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite have no more discretion but to hang us: but Callid Robin Good-fellow: are you not he, I will aggravate my voice so, that I will roar That fright the maidens of the villagery; Fou as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar Skim milk; and sometimes labour in the quern, you an* 'twere any nightingale.
And bootless make the breathless housewife Quin. You can play no part but Pyramus:
[barm ; $ for Pyramus is a sweet-faced man; a proper And sometime make the drink to bear no man, as one shall see in a summer's day; a Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their most lovely, gentleman-like man; therefore
harm? you must needs play Pyramus.
Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Puck, Bot. Well, I will undertake it. What beard You do their work, and they shall have good were I best to play it in?
luck: Quin. Why, what you will.
Are not you he? Bot. I will discharge it in either your straw- Puck. Thou speak’st aright; coloured beard, your orange-tawny_beard, I am that merry wanderer of the night. your purple-in-grain beard, or your French- I jest to Oberon, and make him smile, crown-colour beard, your perfect yellow. When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile,
Quin. Some of your French crowns have no Neighing in likeness of a filly foal : hair at all, and then you will play bare-faced. And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl, --But, masters, here are your parts: and I am In very likeness of a roasted crab ;ll to entreat you, request you, and desire you, to And, when she drinks, against her lips I bob, con them by to-morrow night; and meet me in And on her wither'd dew-lap pour the ale. the palace wood, a mile without the town, by The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale, moon-light; there will we rehearse: for if we Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me; nieet in the city, we shall be dog'd with com- Then slip I from her bum, down topples she, pany, and our devices known. In the 'mean And tailor cries, and falls into a cough ; time I will draw a bill of properties,t such as And then the whole quire hold their hips, and our play wants. I pray yon, fail me not.
loffe ; Bot. We will meet; and there we may re- And waxen in their mirth, and neeze, and swear hearse more obscenely, and courageously. A merrier hour was never wasted there.Take pains; be perfect; adieu.
But room, Fairy, here comes Oberon. Quin. At the duke's oak we meet.
Fai. And here my mistress :—'Would that Bot. Enough; Hold, or cut bow-strings.
he were gone!
Enter OBERON, at one door, with his train, and
Tirania, at another, with hers. Enter a FAIRY at one door, and Puck at another Obe. I'll meet by moon-light, proud Titania.
Puck. How now, spirit! whither wander you? Tita. What, jealous Oberon ? Fairy, skip Fai. Over bill, over dale,
hence; Thorough bush, thorough brier,
I have forsworn his bed and company. Over park, over pale,
Obe. Tarry, rash wanton; Am not I thy lord ? Thorough flood, thorough fire,
Tita. Then I must be thy lady: But I know I do wander every where,
When thou hast stol'n away from fairy land, Swifter than the moones sphere;
And in the shape of Corin sat all day, And I serve the fairy queen,
Playing on pipes of corn, and versing love To dew her orbsg upon the green:
To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here, The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
Come from the farthest steep of India ? In their gold coats spots you see;
But that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon, Those be rubbies, fairy favours,
Your buskin'd mistress, and your warrior love, In those freckles live their savours:
To Theseus must be wedded; and you come I must go seek some dew-drops here,
To give their bed joy and prosperity. And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear. Obe. How canst thou thus, for shame, TitaFarewell, thou lob|| of spirits, I'll be gone; Glance at my credit with Hippolyta, [nia, Our queen and all our elves come here anon. Knowing I know thy love to Theseus ? Puck. The king doth keep his revels here Didst thou not lead him through the glimmerto-night;
With Ariadne, and Antiopa?
And never, since the middle summer's spring,
wild: By paved fountain, or by rushy brook, But she, perforce, withholds the loved boy, Or on the beached margent of the sea, Crowns him with Aowers, and makes him all To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, her joy:
But with thy brawls thou hast distur'b our sporte And now they never meet in grove, or green,
Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain,
Circles. 11 A term of contempt. Shining. + Quarrel. Mil. Yeast. U Wind upple.
• As it.
tontagious fogs; which falling in the land, To hear the sea-maid's music.
not,) The ploughman lost his sweat; and the green Flying between the cold moon and the earth,
Cupid all arm’d: a certain aim he took Hath rotted, ere his youth attain'd a beard: At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; The fold stands empty in the drowned field, And loos'd his love-shaft sinartly from his bow, And crows are fatted with the murrain fock; As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts: The nine men's morrist is fill'd up with mud; But I might see young Cupid's fiery shatt And the quaint mazes in the wanton green,
Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'rs For lack of tread, are undistinguishable :
moon; The human mortals want their winter here; And the imperial vot’ress passed on, No night is now with hymn or carol blest :- In maiden meditation, fancy-free.* Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : Pale in her anger, washes all the air,
It fell upon a little western flower. That rheumatic diseases do abound :
Before, "milk-white ; now purple with love's And thorough this distemperature, we see
wound, The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts And maidens call it, love-in-idleness. Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose ; Fetch me that flower; the herb I show'd thee And on old Hyems' chin, and icy crown, An oderous chaplet of sweet summer buds The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid, Is, as in mockery, set: The spring, the summer, Will make or man or woman madly dote The childings autumn, angry winter, change Upon the next live creature that it sees. Their wonted liveries ; and the 'mazed world, Fetch me this herb: and be thou here again, By their increase,ll now knows not which is Ere the leviathan can swim a league. which :
Puck. I'll put a girdle round about the earth And this same progeny of evils comes
In forty minutes.
[E.rit Puck From our debate, from our dissention;
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 her 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 love. The fairy land buys not the child of me. And ere I take this charm off from her sight, His mother was a vot'ress of my order : (As I can take it, with another herb,) And, in the spiced Indian air, by night, I'll make her render up her page to me. Full often hath she gossip'd by my side; But who comes here? I am invisible; And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands, And I will over-hear their conterence. Marking the embarked traders on the flood; When we have laugh'd to see the sails conceive,
Enter Demetrius, Helena following him. And grow big-bellied, with the wanton wind? Dem. I love thee not, therefore pursue me not. Which she, with pretty and with swimming gait, Where is Lysander, and fair Hermia ? (Following her womb, then rich with my young The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me. ’squire,)
Thou told'st me, they were stol'n into this wood, Would imítate; and sail upon the land, And here am I, and woodt within this wood, To fetch me trifles, and return again,
Because I cannot meet with Hermia. As from a voyage, rich with merchandise. Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more. But she, being mortal, of that boy did die; Hel. You draw me, you hard-hearted ada. And, for her sake, I do rear up her boy:
mant; And for her sake, I will not part with him. But yet you draw not iron, for my heart Obe. How long within this wood intend you Is true as steel: Leave you your power to draw, stay?
And I shall have no power to follow you. Tita. Perchance, till after l'heseus' wedding- Dem. Do I entice you? Do I speak you fair ? day.
Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth If you will patiently dance in our round, Tell you—I do not, nor I cannot love you ? And see our moon-light revels, go with us; Hèl. And even for that do I love you the If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts. I am your spaniel ; and, Demetrius, (more. Obe. Give me that boy, and I will go with The more you beat me, I will fawn on you : thee.
Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike Tita. Not for thy kingdom.-Fairies, away: We shall chide down-right, if I longer stay.
Neglect me, lose me ; only give ine leave, (Exeunt 'I'ITANIA, and her train. Unworthy as I am, to follow you. Obe. Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from What worser place can I beg in your love,
(And yet a place of high respect with me, will I torment thee for this injury.
Than to be used as you use your dog? My gentle Puck, come hither: Thou remember'st Dem. Tempt not too much the 'hatred of my Since once I sat upon a promontory,
spirit; And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, For I am sick, when I do look on thee. Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, Hel. And I am sick, when I look not on you That the rude sea grew civil at her song;
Dem. You do impeachf your modesty too much And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To leave the city, and commit yourself
Into the hands of one that loves you not; * Petty.
+ Banks which contain them, A game played by boys.
To trust the opportunity of night, Autumn producing towers unseasonably.
* Exempt from love,
+ Mad, raving Producc. § Page.
Bring in question
And the ill counsel of a desert place,
SONG. With the rich worth of your virginity.
1 Fai. You spotted snakes, with double tongue, Hel. Your virtue is my privilege for that.
Thorny hedge-hogs, be not seen; It is not night, when I do see your face,
Neuts,* and blind-worms,t do no wrongs Therefore I think I am not in the night:
Come not near our fairy queen:
Philomel, with melody, When all the world is here to look on me?
Sing in our sweet lullaby; Dem. I'll run from thee, and hide me in the
Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby: brakes,
Never harm, nor spell nor charm, And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts.
Come our lovely lady nigh: Hel. The wildest hath not such a heart as
50, good night, with lullaby. you. Run when you will, the story shall be chang'd;
II. Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase;
2 Fai. Weaving spiders, come not here ; The dove pursues the griffin ; the mild hind
Hence, you long-legg'd spinners hence: Makes speed to catch the tiger: Bootless speed!
eettles black, approach not near ; When cowardice pursues, and valour flies.
Worm, nor snail, do no offence.
Philomel, with melody, 8c.
1 Fai. Hence, away; now all is well : Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex:
One, aloof, stand sentinel. We cannot fight for love, as men may, do;
(Exeunt Fairies.—TITANIA sleeps, We should be woo'd, and were not made to woo.
Obe. What thou seest, when thou dost wake, [Exeunt Dem, and Hel. [Squeezes the flower on TITANIA's eye-lids. Obe. Fare thee well, nymph: ere he do leave Do it for thy true love take;
Love, and languish for his sake:
Pard, or boar with bristled hair,
In thy eye that shall appear
Wake, when some vile thing is near.
Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA.
Lys. Fair love, you faint with wandering in Where ox-lipst and the nodding violet grows ; the wood; Quite over-canopied with lush woodbine, And to speak troth, I have forgot our way; With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine: We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good, There sleeps Titania, some time of the night,
And tarry for the comfort of the day. Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight; Her. Be it so, Lysander: find you out a bed, And there the snake throws her enamelld skin, For I upon this bank will rest my head. Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in :
Lys. One turf shall serve as pillow for us And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes, And make her full of hateful fantasies. Take thou some of it, and seek through this One Leart, one bed, two bosoms, and one troth.
Her. Nay, good Lysander; for my sake, my A sweet Athenian lady is in love (grove : dear, With a disdainful youth: anoint his eyes; Lie further off yet, do not lie so near But do it, when the next thing he espies.
Lys, O, take the sense, sweet, of my innoMay be the lady : Thou shalt know the man
cence; By the Athenian garments he hath on.
Love take the meaning, in love's conference. Effect it with some care; that he may prove
I mean, that my heart unto yours is knit; More fond on her, than she upon her love: So that but one heart we can make of it: And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow. Two bosoms interchained with an oath; Puck. Fear not, my lord, your servant shall
So then, two bosoms, and a single troth. do so.
[Exeunt. Then, by your side no bed-room me deny; · SCENE INI.
For, lying so, Hermia, I do not lie.
Her. Lysander riddles very prettily :-
Now much beshrew my manners and my pride
If Hermia meant to say, Lysander lied.
Such separation, as, may well be said,
Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid : wings,
So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend: To make my small elves coats; and somo, keep Thy love ne'er alter, till thy sweet life end !
back The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots, and And then end life, when I end loyalty !
Lys. Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I; wonders
Herr is my bed : Sleep give thee all his rest! At our quaint spirits : Sing me now asleep; Her. With half that wish the wisher's eyes Then to your offices, and let me rest.
[They sleep • By: + The greater cowslip. Vigorous. | A kind of dance
Good troth, you do me wrong, good sooth, you Puck. Through the forest have I gone,
In such disdainful manner me to woo. do. But Athenian found I none,
But fare you well: perforce I must confess, On whose eyes I might approve
I thought you lord of more true gentleness.
O, that a lady, of one man refus'd,
Lys. She sees not Hermia :-Hermia, sleep
And never may'st thou come Lysander near!
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings;
Or, as the heresies, that men do leave,
Are hated most of those they did deceive;
So thou, my surfeit, and my heresy,
Of all be hated; but the most of me!
And all my powers, address your love and
might, So awake, when I am gone;
To honour Helen, and to be her knight! [ Exil. For I must now to Oberon. [Exit.
Her. [starting:) Help me, Lysander, help
me! do thy best, Enter DEMETRIUS and Helena, running. To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast! Hel. Stay, though thou kill me, sweet De- Ah me, for pity!-what a dream was here? metrius.
Lysander, look, how I do quake with fear: Dem. I charge thee, hence, and do not haunt Methought a serpent eat my heart away, me thus,
And you sat smiling at his cruel prey :Hel. O, wilt thou darklingt leave me? do Lysander! what, remov'd? Lysander! lord ! not so,
What, out of hearing? gone? no sound, no Dem. Stay, on thy peril; I alone will go.
word? [Exit Demetrius. Alack, where are you? speak, an if you hear; Hel. O, I am out of breath in this fond chase! Speak, of all loves;* I swoon almost with fear. The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.
No ?-then I well perceive you are not nigh: Happy is Hermia, wheresoe'er she lies; Either death, or you, I'll find immediately For she hath blessed and attractive eyes.
(Exit. How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt
ACT. III. tears: If so, my eyes are oftener wash'd than hers. SCENE 1.--The same.--The Queen of Fairies No, no, I am as ugly as a bear;
lying asleep. For beasts that meet me, run away for fear: Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, Therefore, no marvel, though Demetrius
and STARVELING. Do, as a monster, fly my presence thus.
Bot. Are we all met? What wicked and dissembling glass of mine Made me compare with Hermia's sphery convenient place for our rehearsal : This green
Quin. Pat, pat; and here's a marvellous eyne?But who is here ?-Lysander ! on the ground ! our tyring-house; and we will do it in action,
plot shall be our stage, this hawthorn brake Dead? or asleep? I see no blood, no wound :- as we will do it before the duke. Lysander, if you live, good Sir, awake.
Bot. Peter Quince,Lys. And run through fire I will, for thy sweet sake.
Quin. What say'st thou, bully Bottom ? (Waking.
Bot. There are things in this comedy of Transparent Helena! Nature here shows art,
Pyramus and Thisby, that will never please. That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart. First, Pyramus must draw his sword to kill Where is Demetrius? O, how fit a word
himself; which the ladies cannot abide. How Is that vile name, to perish on my sword!
answer you that? Hel. Do not say so, Lysander; say not so:
Snout. By’rlakin,t a parloust fear. What though he love your Hermia? Lord, what though?
Star. I believe, we must leave the killing
out, when all is done. Yet Hermia still loves you: then be content.
Bot. Not a whit: I have a device to make Lys. Content with Hermia ? No: I do repent all well. Write me a prologue: and let the The tedious minutes I with her have spent.
prologue seem to say, we will do no harm with Not Hermia, but Helena I love:
our swords; and that Pyramus is not killed Who will not change a raven for a dove? indeed: and, for the more better assurance, The will of man is by his reason sway'd; tell them, that I Pyramus am not Pyramus, And reason says you are the worthier maid.
but Bottom the weaver: This will put them Things growing are not ripe until their season: out of fear. So I, being young, till now ripe not to reason; Quin. Well, we will have such a prologne; And touching now the point of human skill, and it shall be written in eight and six.Reason becomes the marshal to my will,
Bot. No, make it two more; let it be written And leads me to your eyes; where I o'erlook; in eight and eight. Love's stories written in love's richest book.
Snout. Will not the ladies be afeard of the Hel. Wherefore was I to this keen mockery lion ? born ?
Star. I fear it, I promise you.
Bot. Masters, you ought to consider with That I did never, no, nor never can,
yourselves: to bring in, God shield us! a lion Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' eye,
among ladies, is a most dreadful thing; for
there is not a more fearsuls wild-fowl than But you must flout my ipsufficiency?
* By all that is dear.
+ By our ladykin Possent In the dark | Dangerous.
Pyr. If I were fair, Thisby; strange we are
your lion, living, and we ought to look to it. As true as truest horse, that yet would nevert
Snout. Therefore, another prologue must tell, r'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb. [tire, he is not a lion.
Quin. Ninus' tomb, man: Why you must not Bot. Nay, you must name his name, and speak that yet; that you answer to Pyramus : half his face must be seen through the lion's you speak all your part at once, cues* and Deck; and he himself must speak through, say- all.-Pyramus enter; your cue is past; it is, ing thus, or to the same defect,-Ladies, or
nerer tire. fair ladies, I would wish you, or, I would request you, or, I would entreat you, not to fear, Re-enter Puck, and Bottom with an ass' head. pot to tremble: my life for yours. If you think This. 0,-As true as truest horse, that yet come hither as a lion, it were pity of my life:
would never tire. No, I am no such thing; I am a man as other
I were only men are:-and there, indeed, let him name his Quin. O monstrous ! Dame; and tell them plainly, he is Snug the Pray, masters! fly, masters! help! (haunted. joiner.
[Exeunt Clowns Quin. Well, it shall be so. But there is two Puck. I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a bard things; that is, to bring the moon-light
[through briar; into a chamber: for you know, Pyramus and Through bog, through bush, through brake, Thisby meet by moon-light.
Sometime a horse I'll be, sometimes a hound, Snug. Doth the moon shine, that night we A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire; play our play?
And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roai Bot. A calendar, a calendar! look in the and burn, almanack; find out moon-shine, find out moon- Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at ever shine.
[Exit Quin. Yes, it doth shine that night.
Bot. Why do they run away? this is a knavery Bot. Why, then you may leave a casement of them, to make me afeard.t of the great chamber window, where we play,
Re-enter SNOUT. open; and the moon may shine in at the casement.
Snout. O Bottom, thou art changed! what Quin. Ay; or else one must come in with a do I see on thee? bush of thorns and a lanthorn, and say, he Bot. What do you see? you see an ass' comes to disfigure, or to present, the person of head of your own; Do you? moon-shine. Then, there is another thing: we must have a wall in the great chamber; for
Re-enter Quince. Pyramus and Thisby, says the story, did talk Quin. Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou through the chinks of a wall.
[Exit. Snug. You never can bring in a wall.—What Bot. I see their knavery: this is to make an say you, Bottom ?
ass of me; to fright me, if they could. But I Bot. Some man or other must present wall : will not stir from this place, do what they can: and let him have some plaster, or some lome, I will walk up and down here, and I will sing, or some rough-cast about him, to signify wall; that they shall hear I am not afraid. [Sings. or let him hold his fingers thus, and through that cranny shall Pyramus and Thisby whisper.
The ousel-cock, so bluck of hue, Quin. It'that may be, then all is well. Come,
With orange-tawney bill, sit down, every mother's son, and rehearse
The throstle with his note so true,
The wren with little quill; your parts. Pyramus, you begin: when you bave spoken your speech, enter into that brake Tita. What angel wakes me from my flowery and so every one according to his cue.
('Waking Bot. The finch, the sparrow, and the lark. Enter Puck behind.
The plain-song cuckoof gray, Puck. What bempen home-spuns have we Whose note full many u man doth mark, swaggering here,
And dares not answer, nay,
for, indeed, who would set his wit to so foolish An actor too, perhaps, if I see cause.
a bird ? who would give a bird the lie, though Quin. Speak, Pyramus :- Thisby, stand he cry, cuckoo, never so? forth.
Tita. I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again Pyr. Thisby, the flowers of odious sarours So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape; [me,
Mine ear is much enamour'd of thy note, sweet,Quin. Odours, odours.
And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move Pyr. odours savours sueet :
On the first view, to say, to swear, I love thee. So doth thy breath, my dearest Thisby dear:- little reason for that: And yei, to say the truth,
Bot. Methinks, mistress, you should have But, hark, a voice! stay thou but here a while, And by and by I will to thee appear. [Exit.
reason and love keep little company together Puck. A stranger Pyramus than e'er play'a now-a-days: The more the pity, that some bere !
[Aside.-- Exit. honest neighbours will not make them friends." This. Must I speak now?
Nay, I can gleekş upon occasion. Quin. Ay, marry, must you : for you must
Tita. Thou are as wise as thou art beautiful, understand, he goes but to see a noise that he to get out of this wood, I have enough to servo
Bot. Not so, neither: but if I had wit enough heard, and is to come again. This. Most radiant Pyrumus, most lily-white
mine own turn. of hue,
Titu. Out of this wood do not desire to go; Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier, Mlect brisky juvenul,t and eke most lovely Jew,
* The last words of the preceding speech, which seine as a bint to him who is to speak next. + Afraid.
The Cuckoo with his uniform udta * Thicket. + Young man.