A Midsummer Night's Dream Page #3
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Take pains, be perfect.
Adieu.
How, now, Spirit!
Whither wander you?
Over hill, over dale
Through bush, through brier
Over park, over pale
Through flood, through fire
I do wander everywhere
Swifter than the moon's sphere
And I serve the Queen of Fairies
Are not you he that frights
the maidens of the village?
Thou speakest aright.
I am that merry wanderer of the night.
I jest to Oberon and make him smile
when I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile...
...neighing in a likeness of a filly foal.
The king doth keep
his revels here tonight.
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
stolen from an Indian king.
She never had so sweet a changeling.
But jealous Oberon
would have the child
knight of his train
But she, perforce,
withholds the loved boy
crowns him with flowers
and makes him all her joy.
How, now, here comes Oberon!
llI met by moonlight, proud Titania.
What, jealous Oberon.
Fairies, skip hence.
I have forsworn his bed and company.
Tarry, rash wanton.
Do you amend it then?
It lies in you.
Why should Titania cross her Oberon?
I do but beg a little changeling boy
to be my henchman.
Set your heart at rest.
The fairy land buys not the child of me.
His mother was a votaress of my order.
And for her sake, do I rear up her boy,
and for her sake, I will not part with him.
How long within this wood
intend you stay?
Perchance till after
Theseus' wedding day.
If you will patiently dance in our round
and see our moonlight revels,
go with us.
If not, shun me,
and I will spare your haunts.
Give me that boy,
and I will go with thee.
Not for thy fairy kingdom.
Fairies, away.
My gentle Puck, come hither.
Fetch me that flower,
the herb I shew'd thee once.
Before milk white,
now purple with love's wound,
and maidens call it love in idleness.
The juice of it on sleeping eyelids laid
will make or man or woman
madly dote
upon the next live creature that it sees.
Fetch me this herb.
And be thou here again
ere the leviathan can swim a league.
I'll put a girdle round about the Earth
in 40 minutes!
Fair love, you faint with wandering
in the wood.
And...
to speak truth...
I have forgot our way.
I mean, that my heart unto yours is knit
So that but one heart
We can make of it
Two bosoms
Interchained with an oath
So then two bosoms
And a single troth
You told me they were stolen
into this wood.
And here am I,
like wood within this wood,
because I cannot meet my Hermia.
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