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. Puck. Ay, there it is. Obe. And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes, Take thou some of it, and seek through this grove. A sweet Athenian lady is in love With a disdainful youth: anoint his eyes; More fond on her than she upon her love. So. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-Another part of the Wood Enter TITANIA, with her Train Tita. Come, now a roundel and a fairy song; The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders FAIRIES' SONG I 1 Fai. You spotted snakes with double tongue, Chorus Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby : Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; IL 2 Fai. Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-legged spinners, hence! Beetles black, approach not near ; Chorus Philomel, with melody, &c. 1 Fai. Hence, away! now all is well. One, aloof, stand sentinel. [Exeunt Fairies TITANIA sleeps Enter OBERON, and squeezes the flower on Obe. What thou seest, when thou dost wake, Love, and languish for his sake: Be it ounce, or cat, or bear, Pard, or boar with bristled hair, In thy eye that shall appear When thou wak'st, it is thy dear : Wake when some vile thing is near. [Exit. Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA Lys. Fair love, you faint with wandering in the wood; And, to speak troth, 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 :- 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 [They sleep. pressed! Enter PUCK Puck. Through the forest have I gone, On whose eyes I might approve This flower's force in stirring love.— Despised the Athenian maid; And here the maiden, sleeping sound |