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Fetch me this herb, and be thou here again,
Ere the Leviathan can swim a league.

Puck. I'll put a girdly round about the earth
In forty minutes.

(Exit. Ob. Having once this juice, I'll watch Titania when she is asleep, And drop the liquor of it in her eyes : The next thing which she waking looks upon, (Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull, On medling monkey, or on busy ape) She shall pursue it with the foul of love: And ere I take this charm from off her fight, (As I can take it with another herb) ì'll make her render up her page to me. But who comes here? I am invisible; And I will over-hear their conference,

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Dem. 1

Enter Demetrius, Helena following him.
Love thee not, therefore pursue me not.

Where is Lysander, and fair Hermia?
The one I'll llay; the other flayeth me.
Thou told'st me, they were stoll'n into this wood;
And here am I, and wood within this wood;
Because I cannot meet my

Hermia.
Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more.
Hel. You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant,
draw not iron; for my

heart
Is true as steel. Leave you your pow'r to draw,
And I shall have no pow'r to follow you.

Dem. Do I entice you? do I speak you fair ?
Or rather do I not in plainest truth
Tell

you, I do not, nor I cannot, love you?
Hel. And ev’n for that do I love thee the more;
I am your spaniel; and, Demetrius,
The more you beat me, I will fawn on you:

Use

But yet you

Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me,
Neglect me, lose me; only give me leave,
Unworthy as I am, to follow you.
What worser place can I beg in your love,
(And yet a place of high respect with me)
Than to be used, as you use your dog?

Dem. Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit; For I am sick, when I do look on thee.

Hel. And I am fick, when I look not on you.

Dem. You do impeach your modesty too much,
To leave the city, and commit yourself
Into the hands of one that loves you not ;
To trust the opportunity of night,
And the ill counsel of a desart place,
With the rich worth of your virginity.

Hel. Your virtue is my privilege; for that
It is not night when I do fee your face,
Therefore, I think, I am not in the night.
Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company;
For you in my respect are all the world.
Then how can it be said, I am alone ;
When all the world is here to look on me?

Dem. I'll run from thee and hide me in the brakes, And leave thee to the mercy of wild Beasts.

Hel. The wildest hath not such a heart as you'; Run when you will, the story shall be chang'd: Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase; The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind Makes speed to catch the tyger.

Bootless speed! When cowardise pursues, and valour flies.

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.
Vol. I.
F

I

I follow thee, and make a heav'n of hell;
To dic upon the hand, I love so well.

[Exeunt.

S CE N E IV.

FARE thee well, nymph; ere he doth leave

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Ob.

,
Thou shalt fly him, and he shall seek thy love.
Hast thou the flow'r there? welcome, wanderer.

Enter Puck.
Puck. Ay, there it is.
Ob. I

pray thee, give it me ;
I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows,
Where ox-lip and the nodding violet grows,
O'er-canopy'd with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine.
There sleeps Titania, some time of the night,
Lull'd in these flow’rs with dances and delight;
And there the snake throws her enammel'd skin,
Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in:
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 grove;
A sweet Athenian lady is in love
With a disdainful youth; anoint his eyes;
But do it, when the next thing he espies
Níay be the lady. Thou shalt know the Man,
By the Athenian garments he hath on.
Effect it with some care, that he may prove
More fond of her, than she upon her love;
And, look, you meet me ere the first cock crow.
Puck. Fear not, my lord, your servant shall do so.

(Excunt.

SCENE

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Qu. C

Enter Queen of Fairies, with her train.
OME, now a roundel, and a Fairy song:

Then, for the third part of the midnight, Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds, [hence; Some war with rear-mice for their leathern wings, To make my small elves coats; and some keep back The clamorous owl, that

nightly hoots, and wonders At our quiant sports. Sing me now asleep: Then to your Offices, and let me rest.

Fairies fing.

You spotted snakes with double tongue,

Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen ;
Newis and blind worms, do no wrong ;

Come not near our fairy Queen.
Philomel, with melody,
Sing in your sweet lullaby;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby:
Never harm, nor spell, nor charm,
Conie our lovely lady nigh;
So good night with lullaby.

2 Fairy.
Weaving Spiders come not here;
Hence, you long-legod spinners, hence:

Beetles black, approach not near,
Worm, nor snail, do no offence,
Philomel with melody, &c.

1 Fairy
Hence, away; now all is well :
One, aloof, and Centinel.
[Excunt Fairies.

The Queen sleeps.

Enter

F2

Enter Oberon.

06. What thou seest, when thou dost wake, Do it for thy true love take: Love and languish for his fake; Be it ounce, or cat, or bear, Pard, or boar with bristled hair, In thy eye that shall appear, When thou wak'ft, it is thy dear; Wake, when some vile thing is near. (Exit Oberon.

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Enter Lysander and Hermia.
AIR love, you faint with wandring in the

wood;
And, to speak troth, I have forgot our way:
We'll rest us, Hermia, if thou think it good,
And tarry for the comfort of the day.

Her. Be't so, Lysander; find you out a bed,
For I
upon

this bank will rest my head. Lyf. Onė turf shall serve as pillow for us both, One heart, one bed, two bosoms, and one troth. Her. Nay, good Lysander; for my fake, my dear,

, Lie further off yet, do not lie so near.

Lyf. O take the sense, sweet, of my conference;
love takes the meaning, in love's innocense;
I
mean,

that
my
heart unto yours

is knits
So that but one heart can you make of it:
Two bosoms, interchained with an oath;
So then two bosoms, and a single troth:
Then, by your

fide no bed-room me deny; For lying fo, Herinia, I do not lie.

Her. Lyfander riddles very prettily; Now much beshrew my

manners, and

my pride, If Hermia meant to say, Lysander ly'd.

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