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Fetch me this herb, and be thou here again,
Puck. I'll put a girdly round about the earth
(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,
Enter Demetrius, Helena following him.
Where is Lysander, and fair Hermia?
Dem. Do I entice you? do I speak you fair ?
you, I do not, nor I cannot, love you?
But yet you
Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me,
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,
Hel. Your virtue is my privilege; for that
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:
Hel. Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field,
I follow thee, and make a heav'n of hell;
S CE N E IV.
FARE thee well, nymph; ere he doth leave
pray thee, give it me ;
Enter Queen of Fairies, with her train.
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.
You spotted snakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen ;
Come not near our fairy Queen.
Beetles black, approach not near,
The Queen sleeps.
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.
Enter Lysander and Hermia.
Her. Be't so, Lysander; find you out a bed,
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;
fide no bed-room me deny; For lying fo, Herinia, I do not lie.
Her. Lyfander riddles very prettily; Now much beshrew my
my pride, If Hermia meant to say, Lysander ly'd.