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THESEU's, Duke of Atbens
TRIUS Mrs. Vernon.
OBERON, King of the Fair.
EGEUS, an Albenian Lord, ies, Master Reinbolt.
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. Alkins.
Moore. HIPPOLITA, Princes of the A FAIRY, Master Evans. Amazons, betrothed to Other Fairies attending the
THESEUS, Mrs. Jefferson. King and Queen. HERMIA, Daughter to EGEUS Tbe Scene lies in Athens,
in Love with LYSANDER, and in a Wood not far Sig. Pusserini.
from it. Helena, in love with DEME
OW fair Hippolita, our nuptial hour
Draws on apiace, four happy days bring
Another moon: but oh methin's, how słow
This old moon wanes ! she lingers my desires.
Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth :
Turn melancholy forth o funerals;
The pale companion is not or our pomp.
Hippolita I woo'd thee with my sword,
But I will wed thee in another key,
With pomp, wth triumph, and with revelling.
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Let us wander far away
Wbere tbe nibbling flocks do stray
O'er the mountains barren breast,
W bere labouring clouds do often rest,
O'er tbe meads witb dairies py'd.
Sballow brooks and rivers wide.
Her. My good Lysander,
I swear to thee, by Cupid's strongest bow,
By his best arrow with the golden head.
By the simplicity of Venus' doves,
By that which knitteth souls, and prospers loves,
By all the vows that men have ever broke,
lo number more than ever women spoke,
Hermia to-morrow in the depth of night
Will meet Lysander, and attempt her flight.
Her, Good speed, fair Helena, whither away?
Hel. Call you me fair? that fair again unsay,
Demetrius loves you,
A I R.
O Hermia.fair, bappy, bappy fair,
Your eyes are load-stars, and your tongue's sweet air ;
More tuneable than lark to sbepberd's ear,
Wben wbeat is green, wben bawtborn buds appear :
O teach me how you look, and witb wbat art
You sway tbe motion of your lover's beart.
Her. I frown upon him, yet he loves me still.
Hel. Oh that your frowns would teach my smiles such
Her. Take comfort; he no more shall see my face,
Lysander and myself will fly this place.
Before tbe time I did Lysander see,
Seem'd Athens like a paradise to me:
O tben, wbat graces in my love do dwell,
That be batb turn'd a beaven into a bell!
Lys. Helen, to you our minds we will unfold:
To-morrow night, when Pboebe doth behold
Her silver visage in the wa’try glass,
Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass,
(A time that lovers flights doth still conceal)
Îhrough Atbens' gate have we devis'd to steal.
Her. And in the wood, where often you
Upon faint primrose beds were wont to lie,
Emptying our bosoms of their counsels sweet;
There my Lysander and myself shall meet,
And thence from Albens turn away our eyes,
To seek new friends and strange companions.
Farewell, sweet płay-fellow.
Lys. Helen, adieu,
As you on him, Demetrius doat on you.
[Exeunt Lys, and Her.
I'll tell Demetrius of fair Hermia's flight; Then to the wood will he to-morrow night Pursue her; I'll at distance steal behind, His sight alone will ease my tortur'd mind. How happy some o'er other some can be ? Through Atbens I am thought as fair as she. But what of that, Demetrius thinks not so.
Love looks not witb the eyes but with the mind,
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind :
Nor bath love's mind of any judgment taste ;
Wings, and no eyes, figure unbeedy baste,
And tberefore is love said to be a child
Because in choice be often is beguild.
Enter a Fairy at one Door, and Puck at anotber.
Puck. How now, spirit, whither wander you?
Fuir. Over hill, over cale,
Through bush, through briar,
Over park, over pale,
Through flood, through fire,
I do wander every where,
Swifier than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the Fuiry Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green.
Puck. I must go seek soine dew drops-hére,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
A I R.
Where the bee sucks, there lurk 1,
In a cowslip's hell I lie,
There I couch when owls do cry :
On the but's backe I do fly
After sun-set merrily,
Merrily, merrily, shall I live now,
Uuder tbe blossom tbat bangs on tbe boug b.
The king doth keep his revels here to night,
Take heed the queen come. not within his sight,
For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,
Because that she, as her attendant, hath
A lovely boy, and he would have the child
Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild.
But make room, Fuiry, here comes Oberon.
Fair, And here my mistress; would that we were gone.
Enter OBERON and his Train at one door. QUEEN and ber
Train at another.
I'll meet by moon-light, proud Titania,