A Midsummer Night's Dream Page #5

From her sight

I'll make her render up this boy to me

Take thou some of it

and seek through this grove.

A sweet Athenian lady is in love

with a disdainful youth.

Anoint his eyes.

But do it when the next thing he espies

may be the lady.

Thou shalt know him

by the Athenian garments he hath on.

Effect it with some care so he may prove

more fond of her than she is of her love.

Look thou we meet before

the first cock crows.

Fear not, my lord,

your servant shall do so.

Sing me now asleep.

Then to your duties go, and let me rest.

Philomel, with melody

Sing in our sweet lullaby

Good night, with lullaby

Never harm, nor spell, nor charm

Come our lovely lady nigh

Good night, with lullaby

Weaving spiders, come not here

Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence

Beetles black, approach not near

Worm do no offense

Philomel, with melody

Sing in our sweet lullaby

Good night, with lullaby

What thou seest when thou dost wake

Do it for thy truelove take

Be it leopard, cat, or bear

Wolf or boar with bristled hair

In thine eye that shall appear

When thou wakest, it is thy dear

Through the forest have I gone

Have I gone, have I gone

But Athenian found I none

Found I, found I none

On whose eyes I am to prove

Am to prove, am to prove

This flower's force in stirring love

Stirring

Stirring

Love

We'll rest us, Hermia.

If you think it good.

And bathe here

for the comfort of the day.

Be it so, Lysander.

Find you out a bed.

For I, upon this bank, will rest my head.

One turf shall serve as pillow for us both.

One heart, one bed,

two bosoms and one troth.

Nay, good Lysander.

For my sake, my dear, lie further off yet.

Do not lie so near.

Oh, take the sense, sweet,

of my innocence!

Then by your side no bedroom me deny.

For lying so, Hermia, I do not lie.

Lysander riddles very prettily.

But, gentle friend...

for love and courtesy,

lie further off.

In human modesty,

such separation, as may well be said,

becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid.

So far be distant.

And good night, sweet friend.

Your love ne'er alter

till your sweet life end.

Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I.

And then end life when I end loyalty.

Here is my bed.

Sleep give you all his rest.

With half that wish,

the wisher's eyes be pressed.

Through the forest have I gone

Have I gone, have I gone

But...

Night and silence. Who is here?

Dress of Athens he doth wear.

This is he, my master said.

Despised of the Athenian maid.

And here's the maiden, sleeping sound.

On the damp and dirty ground.

Pretty soul.

She dares not lie near this lack-love.

Fool.

Fool, upon thy eyes I throw

All the power this charm doth hold

When thou wak'st, let love forbid

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