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your lion, living; and we ought to look to it. As true as truest horse, that yet would never

Snout. Therefore, another prologue must I'U meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb. (tire, tell, he is not a lion.

Quin. Ninus' tomb, man: Why you must not Bot. Nay, you must name his name, and speak that yet; that you answer to Pyramus : half his face must be seen through the lion's you speak all your part at once, cues* and all. Reck; and he himself must speak through, say- –Pyramus enter; your cue is past; it is never ing thus, or to the same defect,-Ladies, or tire. fair ladies, I would wish you, or, I would request you, or, I would entreat you, not to fear, Re-enter Puck, and Bottom with an ass" head. not to tremble: my life for yours. If you think This. 0,-As true as truest horse, that yet I come hither as a on, it were pity of my life :

would never tire. No, I am no such thing; I am a man as other Pyr. If I were fair, Thisby, I were only thine :men are and there, indeed, let him name his Quin. O monstrous! O strange! we are name; and tell them plainly, he is Snug the Pray, masters ! fly, masters ! help! [haunted. joiner.

(Exeuni Clowns. Quin. Well, it shall be so. But there is two Puck. I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a hard things; that is, to bring the moon-light

round,

(through briar; into a chamber: for you know, Pyramus and Through bog, through bush, through brake, Thisby meet by moon-light.

Sometime a horse I'll be, sometimes a hound, Snug. Doth the moon shine, that night we A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire ; play our play?

And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar and Bot. A calendar, a calendar! look in the

burn, almanack; find out moon-shine, find, out moon- Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every shine.

turn,

[Exit. Quin. Yes, it doth shine that night.

Bot. Why do they run away? this is a knaBot. Why, then you may leave a casement very of them, to make me aseard.+ of the great chamber window, where we play,

Re-enter Snout. open; and the moon may shine in at the casement.

Snout. O Bottom, thou art changed! what Quin. Ay; or else one must come in with a do I see on thee? bush of thorns and a lanthorn, and say, he

Bot. What do you see? you see an ass' head comes to disfigure, or to present, the person of of your own; Do you? moon-shine. Then, there is another thing: we must have a wall in the great chamber; for

Re-enter QUINCE. Pyramus and Thisby, says the story, did talk

Quin. Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou through the chinks of a wall.

art translated.

[Erit. Snug. You never can bring in a wall. What

Bot. I see their knavery: this is to make an say you, Bottom? Bot. Some man or other must present wall : will not stir from this place, do what they can :

ass of me; to fright me, if they could. But I and let him have some plaster, or some lome, I will walk up and down here, and I will sing, or some rough-cast about him, to signify wall; that they shall hear I am not afraid. [Sings. or let him hold his fingers thus, and through that cranny shall Pyramus and Thisby whisper.

The ousel-cock, so black of hue, Quin. If that may be, then all is well. Come,

With orange-lawney bill,

The throstle with his note so true, sit down, every mother's son, and rehearse your parts. Pyramus, you begin: when you

The wren with little quill ; have spoken your speech, enter into that brake;*

Tita. What angel wakes me from my flowery

bed? and so every one according to his cue.

(Waking Enter Puck behind.

Bot. The finch, the sparrow, and the lark, Puck. What hempen home-spuns have we

The plain-song cuckoof gray,

Whose note full many a man doth mark, swaggering here,

And dares not answer, nay;So near the cradle of the fairy queen ? What, a play toward? I'll be an auditor; for, indeed, who would set his wit to so foolish An actor too, perhaps, if I see cause.

a bird? who would give a bird the lie, though Quin. Speak, Pyramus :--Thisby, stand he cry, cuckoo, never so ? forth.

Tita. I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again; Pyr. Thisby, the flowers of odious savours Mine ear is much enamour'd of thy note, sweet,

So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape; (me, Quin. Odours, odours.

And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move Pyr.-odours savours sweet :

On the first view, to say, to swear, I love thee. So doth thy breath, my dearest Thisby dear.- Bot. Methinks, mistress, you should have But hark, a voice ! stay thou but here a while, little reason for that: And yet, to say the truth,

And by and by I will to thee appear. [Exit. reason and love keep little company together Puck. A stranger Pyramus than e'er play'd now-a-days: The more the pity, that some here!

(Aside.-Exit. honest neighbours will not make them friends. This. Must I speak now?

Nay, I can gleeko upon occasion. Quin. Ay, marry, must you : for you must Tita. Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful. understand, he goes but to see a noise that he Bot. Not so, neither: but if I had wit enough heard, and is to come again.

to get out of this wood, I have enough to serve This. Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white mine own turn. of hue,

Tita. Out of this wood do not desire to

go; Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier, Most brisky juvenal,t and eke most lovely Jew,

* The last words of the preceding speech, which serve

as a hint to him who is to speak next. Thicket.

Afraid. I The Cuckoo with his uniform note. + Young man.

9 Joke.

man ;

Thou shalt remain here, whether thou wilt or Near to her close and consecrated bower,
I am a spirit, of no common rate; [no. While she was in her dull and sleeping hour,
The summer still doth tend upon my state, A crew of patches,* rude mechanicals,
And I do love thee: therefore, go with me; That work for bread upon Athenian stalls,
I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee; Were met together to rehearse a play,
And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep: Intended for great Theseus' nuptial day.
And sing, while thou on pressed flowers dost The shallowest thick-skin of that barren sortzt
sleep:

Who Pyramus presented, in their sport And I will purge thy mortal grossness so, Forsook his scene, and enter'd in a brake: That thou shalt like an airy spirit go.

When I did him at this advantage take, Peas-blossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustard-An ass' nowlf I fixed on his head; seed!

Anon, his Thisbe must be answered,

And forth my mimické comes: When they him Enter four FAIRIES.

spy, 1 Fai. Ready.

As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye, 2 Fai. And I.

Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort, 3 Fai. And I.

Rising and cawing at the gun's report 4 Fai. Where shall we go?

Sever themselves, and madly sweep the sky; Tita. Be kind and courteous to this gentle. So, at his sight, away his fellows fly:

And, at our stamp, here o'er and o'er one falls; Hop in his walks, and gambol in his eyes; He murder cries, and help from Athens calls. Feed him with apricocks and dewberries,* Their sense, thus weak, lost with their fears, With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries ;

thus strong, The honey bags steal from the humble-bees, Made senseless things begin to do them wrong: And, for night tapers, crop their waxen thighs, For briers and thorns at their apparel snatch ; And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, Some, sleeves; some, hats : from yielders all To have my love to bed, and to arise ;

things catch. And pluck the wings from painted butterflies, I led them on in this distracted fear, To fan the moon-beams from his sleeping eyes : And left sweet Pyramus translated there : Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies. When in that moment (so it came to pass,) 1 Fai. Hail, mortal!

Titania wak'd, and straightway lov'd an ass. 2 Fai. Hail !

Obe. This falls out better than I could devise. 3 Fai. Hail !

But hast thou yet latch'd|| the Athenian's eyes 4 Fai. Hail !

With the love-juice, as I did bid thee do? Bot. I cry your worships mercy, heartily.-- Puck. I took him sleeping,—that is finish'd I beseech, your worship's name.

too,Cob. Cobweb.

And the Athenian woman by his side; (ey d. Bot. I shall desire you of more acquaintance, That, when he wak’d, of force she must be good master Cobweb: If I cut my finger, I Enter DEMETRIUS and HERMIA. shall make bold with you.-Your name, ho

Obe. Stand close; this is the same Athenian. nest gentleman?

Puck. This is the woman, but not this the Peas. Peas-blossom.

Bot. I pray you commend me to mistress Squash, your mother, and to master Peascod, Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe. (so?

Dem. O, why rebuke you him that loves you your father. Good master Peas-blossom, I

Her. Now I but chide, but I should use thee shall desire you of more acquaintance too.

worse ; Your name I beseech you, Sir?

For thou, I fear, hast given me cause to curse. Mus. Mustard-seed. Bot. Good master Mustard-seed, I know your Being o'er shoes in blood, plunge in the deep,

If thou hast slain Lysander in his sleep, patience well : that same cowardly giant-like

And kill me too. ex-beef hath devoured many a gentleman of The sun was not so true unto the day, your house : 1 promise you, your kindred hath As he to me: Would he have stol'n away made my eyes water ere now. I desire you From sleeping Hermia? I'll believe as soon, more acquaintance, good master Mustard-seed. This whole earth may be bor’d; and that the Tita. Come, wait upon him; lead him to my bower.

[eye ; The moon, methinks, looks with a watery Her brother's noon-tide with the Antipodes.

May through the center creep and so displease And when she weeps, weeps every little flower, It cannot be, but thou hast murdered him; Lamenting some enforced chastity.

So should a murderer look; so dead, so grim. Tie up my love's tongue, bring him silently.

Dem. So should the murder'd look; and so (Exeunt. should I,

(cruelty : SCENE II.-Another part of the Wood. Pierc'd through the heart with your stera Enter OBERON.

Yet you, the murderer, look as bright, as clear, Obe. I wonder, if Titania be awak'd;

As yonder Venus in her glimmering sphere. Then, what it was that next came in her eye,

Her. What's this to my Lysander? where is Which she must dote on in extremity.

he?

Ah,good Demetrius, wilt thou give him me. Enter Puck.

Dem. I had rather give his carcass to my

hounds. Here comes my messenger.-How now, mad

Her. Out, dog! out, cur! thou driv'st me past spirit? What night-rulet now about this haunted of maiden's patience. Hast thou slain him

the bounds

(then?

Henceforth be never number'd among men! Puck. My mistress with a monster is in love.

Simple fellows. 1 Stupid company

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grove?

more.

0! once tell true, tell true, even for my sake ; Hel. You do advance your cunning more and Durst thou have look'd upon him, being awake, And hast thou kill'd him sleeping? O brave When truth kills truth, O devilish holy fray. touch !*

These vows are Hermia's; Will you give her Could not a worm, an adder, do so much?

o'er?

(weigh: An adder did it; for with doubler tongue Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing Than thine, thou serpent, never aduer stung. Your vows, to her and me, put in two scales,

Dem. You spend your passion on a mispriz'dt Will even weigh; and both as light as tales. I am not guilty of Lysander's blood ; (mood : Lys. I had no judgement, when to her I swore. Nor is he dead, for aught that I can tell. Hel. Nor none, in my mind, now you give Her. I pray thee, tell me then that he is well.

her o'er. Dem. And if I could, what should I get Lys. Demetrius loves her, and he loves not therefore?

you. Her. A privilege, never to see me more.- Dem. (Awaking ] O Helen, goddess, nymph, And from thy hated presence part I so;

perfect, divine ! See me no more, whether he be dead or no. To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?

[Erit. Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show Dem. There is no following her in this fierce Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow! vein :

That pure congealed white, high Taurus' snow, Here, therefore, for a while I will remain. Fann' with the eastern wind, turns to a crow, So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow When thou hold'st up thy hand: O let me kiss For debt that bankrupt sleep doth sorrow owe; This princess of pure white, this seal of bliss ! Which now, in some slight measure it will pay, Hel. O spite! O hell! I see you all are bent If for his tender here I make some stay. To set against me, for your merriment.

[Lies down. If you were civil, and knew courtesy, Obe. What hast thou done? thou hast mis. You would not do me thus much injury. taken quite,

[sight : Can you not hate me, as I know you do, And laid the love-juice on some true-love's | But you must join in souls,* to mock me too? Of thy misprison must perforce ensue (true. If you were men, as men you are in show, Some true-love turn'd, and not a false turn'd You would not use a gentle lady so ; Puck. Then fate o'er-rules; that, one man To vow, and swear, and superpraise my parts, holling troth,

When, I am sure, you hate me with your hearts. A million fail, confounding oath on oath. You both are rivals, and love Hermia;

Obe. About the wood go swifter than the And now both rivals, to mock Helena :
And Helena of Athens look thou find : (wind, A trim exploit, a manly enterprize,
All fancy-sickf she is, and pale of cheer

To conjure tears up a poor maid's eyes, With sighs of love, that cost the fresh blood With your derision: none, of noble sort,t dear;

Would so offend a virgin ; and extort By some illusion see thou bring her here; A poor soul's patience, all to make you sport. I'll charm his eyes, against she do appear. Lys. You are unkind, Demetrius; be not go; Puck. I go, I go; look, how I go;

For you love Hermia; this, you know, I know : Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow. And here, with all good will, with all my heart,

[Erit. In Hermia's love l yield you up my part; Obe. Flower of this purple die,

And yours of Helena to me bequeath, Hit with Cupid's archery,

Whom I do love, and will do to my death. Sink in apple of his eye !

Hel. Never did mockers waste more idle When his love he doth espy,

breath. Let her shine as gloriously

Dem. Lysander, keep thy Hermia ; I will As the Venus of the sky.

If e'er I lov'd her, all that love is gone. (none : When thou wak'st if she be by,

My heart with her, but, as guest-wise, soBeg of her for remedy.

journ'd;

And now to Helen is it home return'd,
Re-enter Puck.

There to remain.
Puck. Captain of our fairy band, Lys. Helen, it is not so.
Helena is here at hand;

Dem. Disparage not the faith thou dost not And the youth, mistook by me,

Lest to thy peril,

thou aby it dear. I- (know, Pleading for a lover's fee;

Look where thy love comes; yonder is thy Shall we their fond pageant see?

dear. Lord, what fools these mortals be!

Enter HERMIA.
Obe. Stand aside : the noise they make,

Her. Dark night, that from the eye his funcWill cause Demetrius to awake.

tion takes, Puck. Then will two at once, woo one; The ear more quick of apprehension makes ; That must needs be sport alone;

Wherein it doth impair the seeing sense, And those things do best please me,

It pays the hearing double recompense :That befal preposterously.

Thou art not by mine eye, Lysander found; Enter LYSANDER and HELENA.

Mine ear, I thank it, brought me to thy sound. Lys. Why should you think, that I should But why unkindly didst thou leave me so ! woo in scorn?

Lys. Why should he stay, whom love doth Scorn and derision never come in tears :

press to go? Look, when I vow, I weep; and vows so born, Her. What love could press Lysander from

In their nativity all truth appears.
How can these things in me seem scorn to you,

Lys. Lysander's love, that would not let him Bearing the badge of faith, to prove them true? bide,

Fair Helena; who more engilds the night

my side?

Mistaken. Love-sick.

Countenance.

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Than all yon fiery oes* and eyes of light. Lys. Away, you Ethiop!
Why seek'st thou me? could not this make Dem. No, no, Sir-he will

[low; thee know,

Seem to break loose ; take on, as you would fol. The hate I bear thee made me leave thee so ? But yet come not: You are a tame man, go?

Her. You speak not as you think; it cannot be. Lis. Hang off, thou cat, thou burr : vile Hel. Lo, she is one of this confederacy!

thing let loose ; Now I perceive they have conjoind, all three, Orl will shake thee from me like a serpent. To fashion this false sport in spite of me. Her. Why are you grown so rude? what Injurious Hermia! most ungrateful maid !

change is this, Have you conspir’d, have you with these con- Sweet love? To bait me with this foul derision? [triv’d Lys. Thy love? out, tawny Tartar, out! Is all the counsel that we two have shard, Out, loathed medicine ! hated potion, hence ! The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent, Her. Do you not jest ? When we have chid the hasty-footed time Hel. Yes, sooth; and so do you. For parting us,-0, and is all forgot?

Lys. Demetrius, I will keep my word with All school-days' friendship, childhood, inno

thee. We, Hermia, like two artificialt gods, (cence? Dem. I would, I had your bond; for, I perHave with our neelds created both one flower,

ceive,

(word. Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, A weak bond holds you; I'll not trust your Both warbling of one song, both in one key; Lys. What should I hurt her, strike her, kill As if our hands, our sides, voices and minds,

her dead? Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so. Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, Her. What, can you do me greater harm But yet a union in partition ;

than hate?

[love? Two lovely berries moulded on one stem : Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news, my So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart; Am not I Hermia ? Are not you Lysander ? Two of the first, like coats in heraldry, I am as fair now, as I was erewhile. Due but to one, and crowned with one crest. Since night, you lov'd me; yet, since night you And will you rent our ancient love asunder,

left me : To join with men in scorning your poor friend? Why, then you left me,-0, the gods forbid ! It is not friendly, 'tis not maidenly:

In earnest shall I say? Our sex, as well as I, may chide you for it; Lys. Ay, by my life; Though I alone do feel the injury.

And never did desire to see thee more. Her. I am amaz'd at your passionate words: Therefore, be out of hope, of question, doubt, I scorn you not; it seems that you scorn me. Be certain, nothing truer ; 'tis no jest,

Hel. Have you not set Lysander as in scorn, | That I do hate thee, and love Helena. To follow me, and praise my eyes and face? Her. O me! you juggler! you canker-blosAnd made your other love, Demetrius,

(night (Who even but now did spurn me with his foot,) You thief of love! what, have you come by To call me goddess, nymph, divine, and rare, And stol'n my love's heart from him? Precious, celestial : Wherefore speaks he this Hel. Fine, i'faith! To her he hates ? and wherefore doth Lysander Have you no modesty, no maiden shame, Deny your love, so rich within his soul, No touch of bashfulness? What, will you tear And tender me, forsooth affection;

Impatient answers from my gentle tongue? But by your setting on, by your consent? Fie, fie! you counterfeit, you puppet you ! What though I be not so in grace as you, Her. Puppet ! why so? Ay, that way goes So hung upon with love, so fortunate; But miserable most, to love unlov'd ?

Now I perceive that she hath made compare This you should pity rather than despise. Between our statures,she hath urg'd her height;

Her. I understand not what you mean by this. And with her personage, her tall personage, Hel. Ay, do, persevere, counterfeit sad looks, Her height forsooth, she hath prevail'd with Make mows, upon me when I turn my back;

him.
Wink at each other; hold the sweet jest up: And are you grown so high in his esteem,
This sport, well carried, shall be chronicled. Because I am so dwarfish and so low?
If you have any pity, grace, or manners, How low am I, thou painted maypole? speak;
You would not make me such an argument. How low am I? I am not yet so low,
But, fare ye well : 'tis partly mine own fault; But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes.
Which death, or absence, soon shall remedy. Hel. I pray you, though you mock me, gen-

Lys. Stay, gentle Helena; hear any excuse; tlemen,
My love, my life, my soul, fair Helena! Let her not hurt me: I was never curst;t
Hel. O excellent !

I have no gift at all in shrewishness;
Her. Sweet, do not scorn her so.

I am a right maid for my cowardice; (think, Dem. If she cannot entreat, I can compel. Let her not strike me : You, perhaps, may Lys. Thou canst compel no nuore than she Because she's something lower than myself, entreat;

That I can match her. Thy threats have no more strength, than her Her. Lower! hark, again. weak prayers.

Hel. Good Hermia, do not be so bitter with Helen, I love thee; by my life, I do;

I evermore did love you, Hermia, [me. I swear by that which I will lose for thee, Did ever keep your counsels, never wrong'd To prove him false, that says I love thee not. Save, that, in love unto Demetrius, (you;

Dem. I say, I love thee more than he can do. I told him of your stealth unto this wood: Lys. If thou say so, withdraw, and prove it He follow'd you; for love I follow'd him. too.

But he hath chid me hence; and threaten'd me Dem. Quick, come,

To strike mé, spurn me, nay, to kill me too : Her. Lysander, whereto tends all this?

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And now, 50 you will let me quiet go, With league, whose date till death shall never To Athens will I bear my folly back,

end. And follow you no further: Let me go : Whiles I in this affair do thee employ, You see how simple and how fond* I am. I'll to my queen, and beg her Indian boy; Her. Why, get you gone: Who is't that And then I will her charmed eye release hinders you?

From monster's view, and all things shall be Hel. A foolish heart, that I leave here behind?

peace. Her. What, with Lysander?

Puck. My fairy lord, this must be done with Hel. With Demetrius.

haste;

[fast, Lys. Be not afraid : she shall not harm thee, For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full Helena.

And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger; Dem. No, Sir; she shall not, though you take At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here her part.

and there,

all, Hel. O, when she's angry, she is keen and Troop home to church-yards : damned spirits shrewd :

That in cross-ways and floods have burial, She was a vixen, when she went to school; Already to their wormy beds are gone ; And, though she be but little, she is fierce. For fear lest day should look their shames upon, Her. Little again? nothing but low and They wilfuly themselves exile from light, little ?

And must for aye consort with black-brow'd Why will you suffer her to flout me thus?

night. Let me come to her.

Obe. But we are spirits of another sort : Lys. Get you gone, you dwarf;

I with the Morning's Love* have oft made sport; You minimus, of hind'ring knot grasst made; And, like a forester, the groves may tread, You bead, you acorn.

Even till the eastern gate, all fiery red, Dem. You are too officious,

Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams, In her behalf that scorns your services. Turns into yellow gold his salt-green streams. Let her alone ; speak not of Helena;

But, notwithstanding, haste; make no delay: Take not her part: for if thou dost intendi We may effect this business yet ere day. Never so little show of love to her,

[Exit OBERON. Thou shalt aby it.

Puck. Up and down, up and down; Lys. Now she holds me not;

I will lead them up and down: Now follow, if thou dar'st, to try whose right,

I am fear'd in field and town; Or thine or mine, is most in Helena.

Goblin, lead them up and down. Dem. Follow? nay, I'll go with thee, cheek Here comes one. by jole. [Exeunt Lys. and DEM.

Enter LYSANDER. Her. You, mistress, all this coil is 'long of

Lys. Where art thou, proud Demetrius ? speak Nay, go not back.

[you:

thou now. Hel. I will not trust you, I ;

Puck. Here villain ; drawn and ready. Where Nor longer stay in your curst company.

art thou ? Your hands, than mine, are quicker for a fray ;

Lys. I will be with thee straight. My legs are longer though, to run away. (Exit.

Puck. Follow me then Her. I am amaz'd, and know not what to

To plainer ground. say. [Exit, pursuing HELENA.

[Exit Lys. as following the voice Obe. This is thy negligence : still thou mistak'st,

Enter DEMETRIUS. Or else commit'st thy knaveries wilfully. Dem. Lysander! speak again. Puck. Believe me, king of shadows, I mis- Thou runaway, thou coward, art thou fled ? took.

Speak. In some bush? Where dost thou hide Did not you tell me, I should know the man

thy head? By the Athenian garments he had on?

Puck. Thou coward, art thou bragging to the And so far blameless proves my enterprise,

stars, That I have ’nointed an Athenian's eyes :

Telling the bushes that thou looks for wars, And so far am I glad it so did sort,

And wilt not come? Come, recreant; come, As this their jangling I esteem a sport. [fight :

thou child; Obe. Thou seest, these lovers seek a place to I'll whip thee with a rod : He is defild, Hie therefore, Robin, overcast the night;

That draws a sword on thee. The starry welkin cover thou anon

Dem. Yea; art thou there? With drooping fog, as black as Acheron; Puck. Follow my voice; we'll try no manAnd lead these testy rivals so astray,

hood here.

[Exeunt. As one come not within another's way.

Re-enter LYSANDER. Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue, Lys. He goes before me, and still dares me Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong;

on; And sometime rail thou like Demetrius; When I come where he calls, then he is gone. And from each other look thou lead them thus, The villain is much lighter heeld than I : Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting sleep I follow'd fast, but faster he did fly; With leaden legs and batty wings doth creep: That fallen am I in dark uneven way, Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye; And here will rest me. Come, thou gentle day! Whose liquor hath this virtuous property,ll To take from thence all error, with his might, For if but once thou show me thy gray light,

(Lies down. And make his eye-balls roll with wonted sight. I'll find Demetrius, and revenge this spite. When they next wake, all this derision

[Sleeps. Shall seem a dream, and fruitless vision ;

Re-enter Puck and DEMETRIUS. And back to Athens shall the lovers wend,

Puck. Ho, ho! ho, ho! Coward, why com'st 1 Anciently knot-grass was believed to

thou not? prevent the growth of children. Pretend. Happen. Medicinal efficacy.

* Cephalus, the paramour of Aurora.

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