With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers; And that same dew, which sometime on the buds And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp Be, as thou wast wont to be; $ [Touching her eyes with an herb. See, as thou wast wont to see:: Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower Hath such force and blessed power. Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen. Obe. There lies your love. Tita. How came these things to pass ? O, how mine eyes do loath his visage now! Obe. Silence, a while.-Robin, take off this head.- Titania, musick call; and strike more dead Than common sleep, of all these five the sense. Tita. Musick, ho! musick; such as charmeth sleep. Puck. Now, when thou wak'st, with thine own fool's eyes peep. Obe. Sound, musick. [Still musick.] Come, my queen, take hands with me, And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be. And will, to-morrow midnight, solemnly, There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be Puck. Fairy king, attend, and mark; Obe. Then, my queen, in silence sad, Swifter than the wand'ring moon. Tita. Come, my lord; and in our flight, Tell me how it came this night, That I sleeping here was found, With these mortals, on the ground. [Exeunt. [Horns sound within. Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train. The. Go, one of you, find out the forester;For now our observation is perform'd: And since we have the vaward of the day, Despatch, I say, and find the forester. We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top, Of hounds and echo in conjunction. Hip. I was with Hercules, and Cadmus, once, When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear Such gallant chiding;' for, besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder. The. My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded; and their heads are hung 2 With ears that sweep away the morning dew; Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, Judge, when you hear.-But, soft; what nymphs are these? Ege. My lord, this is my daughter here asleep: The. No doubt, they rose up early, to observe I Sound. The flews are the large chaps of a hound Ege. It is, my lord. The. Go, bid the huntsmen wake them with their horns. Horns, and shout within. DEMETRIUS, LYSANDER, HERMIA, and HELENA, wake and start up. The. Good-morrow friends: Saint Valentine is past; Begin these wood-birds but to couple now? Lys. Pardon, my lord. The. [He and the rest kneel to THESEUS.. I pray you all, stand up.. I know, you are two rival enemies; How comes this gentle concord in the world,, To sleep by hate, and fear no enmity? Lys. My lord, I shall reply amazedly, Half 'sleep, half waking: But as yet, I swear, But, as I think, (for truly would I speak,- I came with Hermia hither: our intent Was, to be gone from Athens, where we might be Without the peril of the Athenian law. Ege. Enough, enough, my lord; you have enough : I beg the law, the law, upon his head. They would have stol'n away, they would, Demetrius, You, of your wife; and me, of my consent; And I in fury hither follow'd them; Fair Helena in fancy3 following me. But, my good lord, I wot not by what power,. As the remembrance of an idle gawd,4 But, like in sickness, did I loath this food: The. Fair lovers, you are fortunately met:: For in the temple, by and by with us, These couples shall eternally be knit. And, for the morning now is something worn, Come, Hippolyta. [Exeunt THE. HIP. EGE. and train. Dem. These things seem small, and undistin guishable, Like far-off mountains turned into clouds.. Her. Methinks, I see these things with parted eye, When every thing seems double. |