Ob. There lies your love. Queen. How came these things to pass? Queen. Mufick, ho! mufick; fuch as charmeth sleep. peep. Ob. Sound, mufick. [Still mufick.] Come my queen, take hands with me, And rock the ground whereon these fleepers be. And will, to-morrow midnight, folemnly, There shall these pairs of faithful lovers be Puck. Fairy king, attend, and mark; Ob. Then my queen, in filence° fad, We the globe can compass foon, Swifter than the wand'ring moon. Queen, Come, my lord: and in our flight, Tell me how it came this night, That I fleeping here was found, With thefe mortals, on the ground. [Exeunt. [Wind borns within. fair pofterity:]-with a numerous and fair pofterity-far pofterityto the remoteft-fair profperity-to the enjoyment of it, that all things may profper in it. fad,]-deep, ftill. P Trip we after the night's fhade :- Act V, S, 2. Puck. Enter Enter Thefeus, Egeus, Hippolita, and train. And fince we have the ' vaward of the day, We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top, Of hounds and echo in conjunction. t Hip. I was with Hercules, and Cadmus, once, The. My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, Was never halloo'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Theffaly : Judge, when you hear.-But, foft; what nymphs are these? Ege. My lord, this is my daughter here asleep; And this, Lyfander; this Demetrius is; obfervation is perform'd :]-obfervance of the time fixed for the nuptials; or the rites of May Day's morning. 1vaward]—the fore part; the day is yet but young. 2 Uncoupl'd-let them go. bay'd the bear]-chas'd the boar. 'gallant chiding ;]-melodious notes. w mountains. › flew'd, so fanded,】-deep-mouth'd; of a fandy colour. This Helena, old Nedar's Helena : I wonder at their being here together. The. No doubt, they rose up early, to observe That Hermia should give anfwer of her choice? Ege. It is, my lord. The. Go, bid the huntsmen wake them with their horns, Horns, and fhout within; Demetrius, Lyfander, Hermia, and Helena, wake and start up. The. Good-morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is past; Begin these wood-birds but to couple now? Lys. Pardon, my lord. The. I pray you all, ftand up. [They all kneel to Thefeus, I know, you two are rival enemies; How comes this gentle concord in the world, To fleep by hate, and fear no enmity? Lys. My lord, I fhall reply amazedly, But, as I think, (for truly would I speak,- I came with Hermia hither our intent Was to be gone from Athens, where we might be a Without the peril of the Athenian law. Ege. Enough, enough, my lord; you have enough; I beg the law, the law, upon his head. They would have ftol'n away, they would, Demetrius, Y Saint Valentine]-the feafon for pairing. 2 by hate,]-the perfon hated. Without the peril]-Beyond the reach. Thereby Thereby to have defeated you and me : You, of your wife; and me, of my confent; Of my consent that she should be your wife. Dem. My lord, fair Helen told me of their stealth, But, my good lord, I wot not by what power, The. Fair lovers, you are fortunately met: For in the temple, by and by with us, We'll hold a feaft in great folemnity,— Come my Hippolita. [Exe. Thefeus, Hippolita, and train. Lyf. These things feem fmall, and undistinguishable, Like far-off mountains turned into clouds. d in fancy]-from motives of affection. с a fickness,]-a person fick. turned into the form of; almoft loft in. Her. Her. Methinks I see these things with parted eye, When every thing feems double. Hel. So methinks: And I have found Demetrius like a jewel, Dem. But are you fure That we are well awake?-it seems to me, Hel. And Hippolita. Lys. And he did bid us follow to the temple. As they go out, Bottom awakes. [Exeunt. Bot. When my cue comes, call me, and I will answer: -my next is, Moft fair Pyramus- Hey, ho!-Peter Quince! Flute, the bellows-mender! Snout the tinker! Starveling! God's my life! ftol'n hence, and left me afleep! I have had a most rare vision. vifion. I have had a dream,-past the wit of man to fay what dream it was: Man is but an afs, if he go about to expound this dream. Methought I was there is no man can tell what. Methought I was, and methought I had,-But man is but a patch'd fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not feen; man's hand is not able to tafte, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was. I will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of this dream: it fhall be call'd Bottom's Dream, because it hath no bottom; and I will e like a jewel,]-long loft, and fo unexpectedly recovered, that I can fcarcely credit my own good fortune-difcovered by accident, and there. fore of doubtful title-gemell-an actor of a double part. a patch'd fool.]-one of the party-colour'd tribe. |