And fee our moone-light reuels, go with vs ;
If not, fhun me and I will fpare your haunts.
Ob. Giue me that boy, and I will go with thee.
Qu. Not for thy Fairie kingdome. Fairies away:
We shall chide downe right, if I longer stay.
Ob. Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from this groue,
Till I torment thee for this iniury.
My gentle Pucke come hither; thou remembrest
Since once I fat vpon a promontory,
And heard a meare-maide on a dolphins backe,
Vttering fuch dulcet and harmonious breath,
That the rude fea grew ciuill at her fong,
And certaine ftarres fhot madly from their fpheares,
To heare the fea-maids muficke.
Ob. That very time I *fay (but thou couldst not)
Flying betweene the colde moone and the earth,
Cupid all arm'd; a certaine aime he tooke
At a faire vestall, throned by West,
And loos'd his loue-fhaft fmartly from his bow,
As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts,
But I might fee young Cupids fiery shaft
Quencht in the chaste beames of the watry moone;
And the imperiall votreffe paffed on,
In maiden meditation, fancy free.
Yet markt I where the bolt of Cupid fel.
It fell vpon a little westerne flower;
Before, milke-white; now purple with loues wound,
And maidens call it, loue in idleneffe.
Fetch me that flower; the hearb I fhew'd thee once,
The iuyce of it, on fleeping eye-lids laide,
Will make or man or woman madly dote
Vpon the next liue creature that it fees.
Fetch me this hearbe, and be thou here againe,
Ere the Leuiathan can swim a league.
Put. Ile put a girdle about the earth, in forty minutes. Oberon. Hauing once this iuyce,
Ile watch Titania, whence she is asleepe,
And drop the liquor of it in her eyes :
The next thing when he waking lookes vpon,
(Be it on lyon, beare, or wolfe, or bull,
On medling monkey, or on busie ape)
She shall pursue it, with the foule of loue.
And ere I take this charme off from her fight,
(As I can take it with another hearbe)
Ile make her render vp her page to me.
But who comes heere? I am inuifible,
And I will ouer-heare their conference.
Enter Demetrius, Helena following him.
Dem. I loue thee not, therefore purfue me not, Where is Lyfander, and faire Hermia?
The one Ile stay, the other ftayeth me.
Thou toldst me they were stolne vnto this wood;
And here am I, and † wood within this wood,
Because I cannot meete my Hermia.
Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more.
Hel. You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant,
But yet you draw not iron, for my heart
Is true as steele. Leaue you your power to draw,
And I fhall haue no power to follow you.
Dem. Do I entice you? do I fpeake you faire :
Or rather do I not in plainest truth,
Tell you I do not, nor I cannot love you?
Hel. And euen for that do I loue §'thee the more; I am your spaniell, and Demetrius,
*Round about. + Then fhe.
The more you beate me, I will fawne on you.
Vse me but as your spaniell; fpurne me, strike me,
Neglect me, lose me; onely giue me leaue
(Vnworthy as I am) to follow you.
What worfer place can I beg in your loue,
(And yet a place of high respect with me)
Then to be vsed as you vfe your dog.
Dem. Tempt not too much the hatred of my fpirit,
For I am ficke when I do looke on thee.
Hel. And I am ficke when I looke not on you.
Dem. You do impeach your modesty too much,
To leaue the citty, and commit your felfe
Into the hands of one that loues you not,
To trust the opportunity of night,
And the ill counfell of a defert place,
With the rich worth of your virginity.
Hel. Your vertue is my priuiledge: for that
It is not night when I do fee your face.
Therefore I thinke I am not in the night,
Nor doth this wood lacke worlds of company,
For you in my refpect are all the world.
Then how can it be faid I am alone,
When all the world is here to looke on me?
Dem. Ile run from thee, and hide me in the brakes,
And leaue thee to the mercy of wilde beasts.
Hel. The wildeft hath not such a heart as you;
Runne when you will, the story shall be chaung'd:
Apollo flyes, and Daphna holds the chase;
The doue pursues the griffen, the milde hinde
Makes speed to catch the tygre. Bootleffe fpeede,
When cowardise pursues, and valor flyes.
Dem. I will not ftay thy queftions, let me go;
Or if thou follow me, do not beleeue,
But I fhall do thee mischiefe in the wood.
Hel. I, in the temple, in the towne,
You do me mischiefe. Fye Demetrius,
Your wrongs do fet a fcandall on my sex :
We cannot fight for loue, as men may do;
We should be woo'd, and were not made to wooe.
Ile follow thee and make a heauen of hell,
To dye vpon the hand I loue fo well.
Ob. Fare thee well nymph, ere he do leaue this groue,
Thou shalt flye him, and he fhall feeke thy loue.
Haft thou the flower there? Welcome wanderer.
Ob. I pray thee giue it me.
I know a banke where the wilde time blowes,
Where oxflips and the nodding violet growes,
Quite ouercanoped with lufhious woodbine,
With fweete muske roses, and with eglantine;
There sleepes Tytania, fometime of the night,
Luld in these flowers, with dances and delight:
And there the snake throwes her enammeld skinne,
Weed wide enough to † rap a fairy in.
And with the iuyce of this, Ile streake her eyes,
And make her full of hatefull fantafies.
Take thou fome of it, and feeke through this groue;
A fweete Athenian lady is in loue
With a difdainefull youth: annoint his eyes,
But do it when the next thing he efpies,
May be the lady. Thou shalt know the man,
By the Athenian garments he hath on.
Effect it with fome care, that he may prooue
More fond on her, then she vpon her loue;
And looke thou meete me ere first the cocke crow.
Pu. Feare not my lord, your feruant fhall do fo. Exeunt.
Enter Queene of Fairies, with her traine.
Queen. Come, now a roundeli, and a fairy song;
Then for the third part of a minute hence,
Some to kill cankers in the mufke rose buds,
Some warre with reremife, for their leathern wings,
To make my small elues coats, and some keepe back.
The clamorous owle, that nightly hootes and wonders
At out queint fpirits: Sing me now asleepe,
Then to your offices, and let me reft.
You fpotted fakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedgehogges be not feene,
Newts and blinde wormes do no wrong
Come not neere our Fairy Queene.
Philomele with melody,
Sing in our fweett lullaby,
Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby,
Neuer harme, nor fpell, nor charme,
Come our louely lady nye.
So good night with lullaby.
1. Fairy. Weauing fpiders come not heere,
Hence you long legd fpinders, hence:
Beetles blacke approch not neere;
Worme nor fnayle do no offence.
Philomele with melody, &c.
2. Fairy. Hence away, now all is well; One aloofe, ftand centinell.
Ob. What thou feeft when thou doft wake,
Do it for thy thy true loue take:
Loue and languish for his fake.
Be it ounce, or catte, or beare,
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