CHORUS. Philomel, with melody, Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby; So, good night, with lullaby. II. 2 Fai. Weaving spiders, come not here; CHORUS. Philomel, with melody, &c. 1 Fai. Hence, away; now all is well. One, aloof, stand sentinel. [Exeunt Fairies. TITANIA sleeps. Enter OBERON. Obe. What thou seest when thou dost wake, [Squeezes the flower on TITANIA's eyelids. Do it for thy true love take. Love, and languish for his sake. Be it ounce, or cat, or bear, Wake, when some vile thing is near. Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA. [Exit. Lys. Fair love, you faint with wandering in the wood; And to speak troth, I have forgot our way; We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good, And tarry for the comfort of the day. Her. Be it so, Lysander; find you out a bed, For I upon this bank will rest my head. VOL. II. 4 Lys. One turf shall serve as pillow for us both; One heart, one bed, two bosoms, and one troth. Her. Nay, good Lysander; for my sake, my dear, Lie farther off yet; do not lie so near. Lys. O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence;' Love takes the meaning, in love's conference. I mean, that my heart unto yours is knit; Her. Lysander riddles very prettily.- Here is my bed. Sleep give thee all his rest! pressed! Enter PUCK. Puck. Through the forest have I gone, On whose eyes I might approve 1 i. e. "understand the meaning of my innocence, or my innocent meanLet no suspicion of ill enter thy mind." ing. This word here means the same as if she had said, “Now ill befall my manners," &c. And here the maiden, sleeping sound, Near this lack-love, this kill-courtesy. Enter DEMETRIUS and HELENA, running. [Exit. Hel. Stay, though thou kill me, sweet Demetrius. Dem. I charge thee, hence, and do not haunt me thus. Hel. O, wilt thou darkling leave me? Do not so. Dem. Stay, on thy peril; I alone will go. [Exit DEMETRIUS. Hel. O, I am out of breath in this fond chase! The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace. Happy is Hermia, wheresoe'er she lies; For she hath blessed and attractive eyes. How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears; If so, my eyes are oftener washed than hers No, no, I am as ugly as a bear; For beasts that meet me, run away for fear. Lys. And run through fire I will, for thy sweet sake. [Waking. Transparent Helena! Nature shows her art, That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart. 1 Possess. her to here. Malone 2 The quartos have only-" Nature shows art." The first folio-"Nature her shows art." The second folio changes thought we should read, "Nature shows her art." Where is Demetrius? O, how fit a word Hel. Do not say so, Lysander; say not so. Lys. Content with Hermia? No. I do And leads me to your eyes; where I o'erlook Hel. Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born? When, at your hands, did I deserve this scorn? Is't not enough, is't not enough, young man, That I did never, no, nor never can, Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' eye, But you must flout my insufficiency? Good troth, you do me wrong, good sooth, you do, But fare you well. Perforce I must confess, Should of another, therefore, be abused! [Exit. Lys. She sees not Hermia!-Hermia, sleep thou there, And never mayst thou come Lysander near! 1 i. e. do not ripen to it. And all my powers, address your love and might, [Exit. Her. [Starting.] Help me, Lysander, help me! To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast! 1 [Exit. ACT III. SCENE I. The same. The Queen of Fairies lying asleep. Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING. Bot. Are we all met? Quin. Pat, pat; and here's a marvellous convenient place for our rehearsal. This green plot shall be our stage, this hawthorn brake our tyring house; and we will do it in action, as we will do it before the duke. Bot. Peter Quince, Quin. What say'st thou, bully Bottom? Bot. There are things in this comedy of Pyramus and Thisby, that will never please. First, Pyramus 1 By all that is dear. |