Again I Will Come Over There and Night View
                      Enter a Fairy at i door and Robin Goodfellow at            
            some other.        
          ROBIN                    
                    How now, spirit? Whither wander you?          
          FAIRY                    
                                                            Over loma, over dale,                        
                                                  Thorough bush, thorough bramble,                        
                                      Over park, over pale,                        
            5                                                  Thorough flood, thorough fire;                        
                                      I exercise wander everywhere,                        
                                      Swifter than the moon's sphere.                        
                                                    And I serve the Fairy Queen,            
                        To dew her orbs upon the light-green.            
            x                        The cowslips tall her pensioners exist;            
                        In their aureate coats spots you come across;            
                        Those be rubies, fairy favors;            
                        In those freckles live their savors.                    
                    I must go seek some dewdrops here          
          xv                    And hang a pearl in every cowslip'due south ear.          
                    Adieu, thou lob of spirits. I'll be gone.          
                    Our queen and all her elves come hither anon.          
          ROBIN                    
                    The Male monarch doth go along his revels here this night.          
                    Take listen the Queen come not within his sight,        
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ACT 2. SC. ane
          20                    For Oberon is passing cruel and wrath          
                    Because that she, every bit her bellboy, hath          
                    A lovely boy stolen from an Indian rex;          
                    She never had and then sweet a changeling.          
                    And jealous Oberon would have the kid          
          25                    Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild.          
                    But she perforce withholds the lovèd boy,          
                    Crowns him with flowers and makes him all her          
                    joy.          
                    And now they never meet in grove or green,          
          thirty                    Past fountain articulate or spangled starlight sheen,          
                    Just they do foursquare, that all their elves for fright          
                    Creep into acorn cups and hide them there.          
          FAIRY                    
                    Either I mistake your shape and making quite,          
                    Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite          
          35                    Called Robin Goodfellow. Are not y'all he          
                    That frights the maidens of the villagery,          
                    Skim milk, and sometimes labor in the quern          
                    And bootless make the incoherent huswife churn,          
                    And sometime make the drink to acquit no barm,          
          40                    Mislead night wanderers, laughing at their impairment?          
                    Those that "Hobgoblin" call you and "sweetness Puck,"          
                    Yous practice their work, and they shall have good luck.          
                    Are not you lot he?          
          ROBIN                              Thou speakest aright.          
          45                    I am that merry wanderer of the dark.          
                    I jest to Oberon and make him grin          
                    When I a fat and bean-fed equus caballus beguile,          
                    Neighing in likeness of a filly foal.          
                    And sometime lurk I in a gossip's basin          
          50                    In very likeness of a roasted crab,          
                    And, when she drinks, against her lips I bob          
                    And on her withered dewlap cascade the ale.          
                    The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale,          
                    Onetime for three-human foot stool mistaketh me;          
        
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ACT 2. SC. 1
          55                    Then sideslip I from her bum, down topples she          
                    And "Tailor!" cries and falls into a cough,          
                    And so the whole choir hold their hips and loffe          
                    And waxen in their mirth and neeze and swear          
                    A merrier hour was never wasted there.          
          sixty                    Only room, fairy. Here comes Oberon.          
          FAIRY                    
                    And here my mistress. Would that he were gone!        
                      Enter              ⌜Oberon⌝              the King of Fairies at i door, with his
train, and              ⌜Titania⌝              the Queen at another, with hers.                  
          OBERON                    
                                          Ill met past moonlight, proud Titania.                    
          TITANIA                    
                    What, jealous Oberon?            ⌜Fairies,⌝            skip hence.          
                    I have forsworn his bed and company.          
          OBERON                    
          65                    Tarry, rash wanton. Am not I thy lord?          
          TITANIA                    
                    And so I must be thy lady. But I know          
                    When thou hast stolen away from Fairyland          
                    And in the shape of Corin sat all solar day          
                    Playing on pipes of corn and versing beloved          
          70                    To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here,          
                    Come up from the uttermost steep of India,          
                    Just that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon,          
                    Your buskined mistress and your warrior love,          
                    To Theseus must exist wedded, and yous come up          
          75                    To give their bed joy and prosperity?          
          OBERON                    
                    How canst thou thus for shame, Titania,          
                    Glance at my credit with Hippolyta,          
                    Knowing I know thy beloved to Theseus?          
                    Didst non thou lead him through the glimmering          
          80                    night          
                    From            ⌜Perigouna,⌝            whom he ravishèd,          
        
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ACT 2. SC. 1
                    And make him with off-white            ⌜Aegles⌝            break his faith,          
                    With Ariadne and Antiopa?          
          TITANIA                    
                    These are the forgeries of jealousy;          
          85                    And never, since the middle summer's jump,          
                    Met nosotros on hill, in dale, forest, or mead,          
                    By pavèd fountain or by rushy brook,          
                    Or in the beachèd margent of the sea,          
                    To trip the light fantastic toe our ringlets to the whistling current of air,          
          90                    Only with thy brawls one thousand hast disturbed our sport.          
                    Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain,          
                    Every bit in revenge have sucked upwards from the sea          
                    Contagious fogs, which, falling in the state,          
                    Hath every pelting river made so proud          
          95                    That they have overborne their continents.          
                    The ox hath therefore stretched his yoke in vain,          
                    The plowman lost his sweat, and the light-green corn          
                    Hath rotted ere his youth attained a beard.          
                    The fold stands empty in the drownèd field,          
          100                    And crows are fatted with the murrain flock.          
                    The ix-men'south-morris is filled up with mud,          
                    And the quaint mazes in the wanton green,          
                    For lack of tread, are undistinguishable.          
                    The human mortals want their winter here.          
          105                    No dark is now with hymn or carol blessed.          
                    Therefore the moon, the governess of floods,          
                    Pale in her anger, washes all the air,          
                    That rheumatic diseases exercise abound.          
                    And thorough this distemperature we see          
          110                    The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts          
                    Fall in the fresh lap of the ruddy rose,          
                    And on one-time Hiems'            ⌜thin⌝            and icy crown          
                    An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds          
                    Is, as in mockery, set. The spring, the summer,          
          115                    The childing autumn, angry winter, modify          
                    Their wonted liveries, and the mazèd earth          
        
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Act 2. SC. 1
                    By their increase now knows not which is which.          
                    And this same progeny of evils comes          
                    From our debate, from our dissension;          
          120                    We are their parents and original.          
          OBERON                    
                    Do you amend information technology, then. It lies in you.          
                    Why should Titania cross her Oberon?          
                    I practise simply beg a footling changeling boy          
                    To exist my henchman.          
          TITANIA                    125                    Set your heart at rest:          
                    The Fairyland buys not the kid of me.          
                    His mother was a vot'ress of my gild,          
                    And in the spicèd Indian air by nighttime          
                    Total often hath she gossiped past my side          
          130                    And sat with me on Neptune'south yellow sands,          
                    Marking th' embarkèd traders on the flood,          
                    When we take laughed to see the sails conceive          
                    And abound big-bellied with the wanton wind;          
                    Which she, with pretty and with swimming gait,          
          135                    Following (her womb then rich with my young          
                    squire),          
                    Would imitate and sheet upon the land          
                    To fetch me trifles and return again,          
                    Equally from a voyage, rich with merchandise.          
          140                    But she, existence mortal, of that boy did die,          
                    And for her sake practice I rear up her boy,          
                    And for her sake I will not part with him.          
          OBERON                    
                    How long inside this wood intend you stay?          
          TITANIA                    
                    Perchance till later Theseus' wedding day.          
          145                    If you lot will patiently dance in our round          
                    And run into our moonlight revels, go with us.          
                    If non, shun me, and I volition spare your haunts.          
          OBERON                    
                    Give me that male child and I will go with thee.          
        
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Act 2. SC. 1
          TITANIA                    
                    Not for thy fairy kingdom. Fairies, away.          
          150                    Nosotros shall chide downright if I longer stay.          
                                    ⌜Titania and her fairies⌝              exit.                    
          OBERON                    
                    Well, become thy way. Thousand shalt not from this grove          
                    Till I torment thee for this injury.—          
                    My gentle Puck, come hither. Thou rememb'residuum          
                    Since one time I sat upon a promontory          
          155                    And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's dorsum          
                    Uttering such dulcet and harmonious jiff          
                    That the rude body of water grew civil at her vocal          
                    And sure stars shot madly from their spheres          
                    To hear the sea-maid's music.          
          ROBIN                    160                    I remember.          
          OBERON                    
                    That very time I saw (merely thou couldst not),          
                    Flying between the common cold moon and the Earth,          
                    Cupid all armed. A certain aim he took          
                    At a off-white vestal thronèd by            ⌜the⌝            westward,          
          165                    And loosed his dearest-shaft smartly from his bow          
                    As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts.          
                    But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft          
                    Quenched in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon,          
                    And the imperial vot'ress passèd on          
          170                    In maiden meditation, fancy-free.          
                    Nevertheless marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell.          
                    It fell upon a little western flower,          
                    Before, milk-white, at present imperial with beloved's wound,          
                    And maidens call information technology "love-in-idleness."          
          175                    Fetch me that flower; the herb I showed thee one time.          
                    The juice of it on sleeping eyelids laid          
                    Will make or man or woman madly dote          
                    Upon the side by side live creature that information technology sees.          
                    Fetch me this herb, and be m hither once more          
          180                    Ere the leviathan tin can swim a league.          
        
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Human action two. SC. one
          ROBIN                    
                                          I'll put a girdle round most the Earth                    
                                In forty minutes.                                              ⌜He exits.⌝                                
          OBERON                                                      Having one time this juice,          
                    I'll lookout Titania when she is asleep          
          185                    And drop the liquor of information technology in her eyes.          
                    The next matter then she, waking, looks upon          
                    (Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull,          
                    On meddling monkey, or on busy ape)          
                    She shall pursue it with the soul of honey.          
          190                    And ere I take this charm from off her sight          
                    (As I tin can accept it with some other herb),          
                    I'll make her render upward her page to me.          
                    Just who comes hither? I am invisible,          
                    And I will eavesdrop their conference.        
Enter Demetrius, Helena following him.
          DEMETRIUS                    
          195                    I love thee non; therefore pursue me not.          
                    Where is Lysander and fair Hermia?          
                    The one I'll stay; the other stayeth me.          
                    Thou told'st me they were stol'northward unto this wood,          
                    And here am I, and wood within this wood          
          200                    Because I cannot meet my Hermia.          
                    Hence, become thee gone, and follow me no more.          
          HELENA                    
                    Y'all depict me, you lot hard-hearted adamant!          
                    But notwithstanding you depict not iron, for my heart          
                    Is true every bit steel. Leave you lot your power to draw,          
          205                    And I shall have no power to follow y'all.          
          DEMETRIUS                    
                    Do I entice y'all? Do I speak you fair?          
                    Or rather practise I non in plainest truth          
                    Tell you I do non,            ⌜nor⌝            I cannot love y'all?          
          HELENA                    
                    And even for that practise I love you the more.          
        
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ACT two. SC. 1
          210                    I am your spaniel, and, Demetrius,          
                    The more y'all beat me I will fawn on you.          
                    Use me but as your spaniel: spurn me, strike me,          
                    Neglect me, lose me; but give me leave          
                    (Unworthy equally I am) to follow you lot.          
          215                    What worser place can I beg in your beloved          
                    (And yet a place of high respect with me)          
                    Than to be usèd as you use your canis familiaris?          
          DEMETRIUS                    
                    Tempt not also much the hatred of my spirit,          
                    For I am sick when I do look on thee.          
          HELENA                    
          220                    And I am sick when I expect not on yous.          
          DEMETRIUS                    
                    You do impeach your modesty as well much          
                    To leave the city and commit yourself          
                    Into the hands of one that loves you not,          
                    To trust the opportunity of night          
          225                    And the ill counsel of a desert place          
                    With the rich worth of your virginity.          
          HELENA                    
                    Your virtue is my privilege. For that          
                    It is not night when I do come across your face,          
                    Therefore I think I am non in the night.          
          230                    Nor doth this wood lack worlds of visitor,          
                    For yous, in my respect, are all the world.          
                    And then, how can it be said I am solitary          
                    When all the globe is here to await on me?          
          DEMETRIUS                    
                    I'll run from thee and hibernate me in the brakes          
          235                    And get out thee to the mercy of wild beasts.          
          HELENA                    
                    The wildest hath not such a heart equally yous.          
                    Run when yous volition. The story shall be changed:          
                    Apollo flies and Daphne holds the chase;          
                    The dove pursues the griffin; the balmy hind          
        
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ACT ii. SC. 1
          240                    Makes speed to catch the tiger. Bootless speed          
                    When cowardice pursues and valor flies!          
          DEMETRIUS                    
                    I will not stay thy questions. Permit me go,          
                    Or if yard follow me, do not believe          
                    But I shall do thee mischief in the wood.          
          HELENA                    
          245                    Ay, in the temple, in the boondocks, the field,          
                    You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius!          
                    Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex activity.          
                    Nosotros cannot fight for dearest as men may practice.          
                    Nosotros should be wooed and were not fabricated to woo.          
                                    ⌜Demetrius exits.⌝                                
          250                    I'll follow thee and make a heaven of hell          
                    To die upon the hand I love and then well.                                    ⌜Helena exits.⌝                                
          OBERON                    
                    Fare thee well, nymph. Ere he exercise exit this grove,          
                    Thou shalt fly him, and he shall seek thy honey.        
Enter ⌜Robin.⌝
                    Hast one thousand the flower there? Welcome, wanderer.          
          ROBIN                    
          255                    Ay, there information technology is.          
          OBERON                              I pray thee give information technology me.          
                                    ⌜Robin            gives him the bloom.⌝                    
                                          I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,                    
                                Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,                    
                                Quite overcanopied with luscious woodbine,                    
          260                                With sweet muskroses, and with eglantine.                    
                                            In that location sleeps Titania sometime of the night,          
                    Lulled in these flowers with dances and please.          
                    And there the ophidian throws her enameled peel,          
                    Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in.          
          265                    And with the juice of this I'll streak her optics          
                    And make her full of mean fantasies.          
                    Take grand some of it, and seek through this grove.          
        
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A Midsummer Night's Dream
Human activity two. SC. ii
                                    ⌜He gives Robin role of the bloom.⌝                                
                    A sugariness Athenian lady is in love          
                    With a disdainful youth. Bless his eyes,          
          270                    But do it when the side by side affair he espies          
                    May be the lady. Thousand shalt know the man          
                    By the Athenian garments he hath on.          
                    Consequence it with some intendance, that he may prove          
                    More addicted on her than she upon her love.          
          275                    And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow.          
          ROBIN                    
                    Fearfulness not, my lord. Your servant shall exercise so.          
                      They exit.                  
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