Dem. You do impeach! your modesty too much, Then how can it be said, I am alone, Hel. The wildest hath not such a heart as you. Dem. I will not stay thy questions; let me go: Or, if thou follow me, do not believe But I shall do thee mischief in the wood. Hel. Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field, You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius ! Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex : We cannot fight for love, as men may do; We should be woo'd, and were not made to woo. I'll follow thee, and make a heaven of hell, To die upon2 the hand I love so well. [Exeunt Dem. and Hel. Obe. Fare thee well, nymph: ere he do leave this grove, Thou shalt fly him, and he shall seek thy love. Re-enter Puck. Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wanderer. (1) Bring in question. (2) By. Puck. Ay, there it is. And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes, Take thou some of it, and seek through this grove : 80. SCENE III.—Another part of the wood. Enter Titania, with her train. Tita. Come, now a roundel,3 and a fairy song; Then, for the third part of a minute, hence; Some, to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds; Some, war with rear-mice4 for their leathern wings, To make my small elves coats; and some, keep back The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots, and won ders At our quaint spirits :5 sing me now asleep; The greater cowslip. (2) Vigorous. SONG. 1 Fai. You spotted snakes, with double tongue, Thorny hedge-hogs, be not seen; Newts, and blind-worms,2 do no wrong ; Come not near our fairy queen : Chorus. Philomel, with melody, Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby: So, good night, with lullaby. II. 2 Fai. Weaving spiders, come not here; Chorus. Philomel, with melody, &c. [Exeunt Fairies. Titania sleeps. Obe. What thou seest, when thou dost wake, [Squeezes the flower on Titania's eyelids. Do it for thy true love take; Love, and languish for his sake: Enter Lysander and Hermia. [Exit. Lys. Fair love, you faint with wandering in the wood; (1) Efts. (2) Slow-worms. (3) The small tiger. And to speak truth, I have forgot our way; We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good, And tarry for the comfort of the day. Her. Be it so, Lysander: find you out a bed, For I upon this bank will rest my head. Lys. One turf shall serve as pillow for us both; One heart, one bed, two bosoms, and one troth. Her. Nay, good Lysander; for my sake, my dear, Lie further off yet, do not lie so near. Lys. O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence; Love takes the meaning, in love's conference. I mean, that my heart unto yours is knit, So that but one heart we can make of it: Two bosoms interchained with an oath; So then, two bosoms, and a single troth. Then, by your side no bed-room me deny ; 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. But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy Lie further off; in human modesty Such separation, as, may well be said, Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid: So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend: Thy love ne'er alter, till thy sweet life end! Lys. Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I; And then end life, when I end loyalty! Here is my bed sleep give thee all his rest! Her. With half that wish the wisher's eyes be press'd! [They sleep. Enter Puck. Puck. Through the forest have I gone, On whose eyes I might approve Despised the Athenian maid; All the power this charm doth owe:1 [Exit. Enter Demetrius and Helena, running. Hel. Stay, though thou kill me, sweet Demetrius. me thus. Hel. O, wilt thou darkling2 leave me? do not so. [Exit Demetrius. For beasts that meet me, run away for fear: sake. Lys. And run through fire I will, for thy sweet [Waking. Transparent Helena! Nature here shows art, That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart. (1) Possess. (2) In the dark. |