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shall have in the buttery, and keep Cob and his wife company here; whom I will intreat first to be reconciled; and you to endeavour with your wit to keep 'em so.
Step. I'll do my best,
Enter Mr. Kitely and Dame KITELY. Did I not tell you there was a plot against you ? did I not smell it out, as a wise magistrate ought? have not you trac'd, have not you found it, eh! master Kitely ?
Kite. I have. I confess my folly', and own I have deserved what I have suffered for it. The trial has been severe, but it is past. All I have to ask now, is, that as my folly is cur’d, and my persecutors forgiven, my shame may be forgotten.
Clem. That will depend upon yourself, master Kitely ; do not you yourself create the food for mischief, and the mischievous will not play upon you.--Butcome, let a general reconciliation go round, and let all discontents be laid aside.—You Mr. Down-right, put off your anger:You Mr. Kno'well, your cares.-And do you, master Kitee ly and your wife, put off your jealousies.
Kite. Sir, thus they go from me; kiss me, my wife. See, what a drove of horns fly in the air, Wing'd with my cleansed, and my credulous breath! Watch 'em suspicious eyes, watch where they fall. See, see ! on heads, that think they've none at all ! (), what a plenteous world of this will come, When air rains horns, all may be sure of some !
Clem. 'Tis well, 'tis well! This nișht we'll dedicate to friendship, love, and laughter. Master Bridegroom, take Pour bride and lead; every one a fellow. Here is my miStress Brain-wonrm.! to whom all my adresses of court. ship sl:.!! !iave their reference; whose adrentures this day, When our grand-children shall hear to be made a fible, I duubt not but it shall find both spectators and applause.
OBERON, King of the Fair.
TITANIA, Queen of the LYSANDER, in Love with Fuiries, Miss Young. HERMIA, Sig. Curioni. Puck, or Robin GoodfelDEMETRICS, in Love with
LOW, a Fairy. Master Hermia, Mr. Atkins.
Moore. HIPPOLITA, Princes of the A FAIRY, Master EvansAmazons, betrothed to Other Fairies attending the
THESEUS, Mrs. Jefferson, King and Queen. Hermia, Daughter to EGEUS Toe Scene lies in Athens,
in Love with LYSANDER, and in a Wood not far Sig. Pusserini.
from it. Helena, in love with DEME
TOW fair Hippolita, our nuptial hour
Draws on apace, four happy days bring
Pierce the air with sounds of joy,
SC E N E. II.
Enter Egeus, HERMIA, LYSANDER, and DEMETRIUS.
Egeus. Full of vexation, come with complaint
Thes. What say you, Hermia? be advis'd, fair maid,
Her. I would my father look'd but with my eyes.
know The worst of it if I refuse Demetrius.
Tbes. Either to die the death, or to abjure
Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.
Her. So will I grow, so live, so die, my Lord,
With mean disguise let others nature bide,
And mimick virtue witb tbe paint of art : I scorn tbe cbeat, of reason's foolish pride,
And boast the graceful weakness of my beart : The more I think, tbe more I feel my pan,
And learn tbe more each beav'nly cbarm to prize,
And dull sensation keeps the stupid wise.
Egeus. Hermiu is mine, and all my right of her
Lys. Demetrius (I'll avouch it to his head,)
Thes. I must confess that I have heard so much
AIR and CHORUS,
No griefs sball unnoy us,
Let tbe vaulted roof ring,
Her. Belike for want of rain, which I could well
Lys. Hermia, for ought that ever I could read,
Her. If then true lovers have been ever crost,
Lys. A good persuasion, therefore hear me, Hermia:
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