But yet you draw not iron; for my heart
90 A Midsummer-Nigbt's Dream.
And drop the liquor of it in her eyes:
The next thing which the waking looks upon,
(Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bul),
On medling monkey, or on busy ape)
She Mall pursue it with the soul of love a
And ere I take this charm from off her sight,
(As I can take it with another herb)
Ì'll make her render up her page to me.
But who comes, here? I am invisible, (8)
And I will over-hear their conference,

Enter Demetrius, Helena following him.
Dim. I love shee not, therefore pursue me nose.
Where is Lysander, and fair Hermia
The one I'll slay; the other flayeth me. (9)
Thou told'tt me, they were stoll'n into shis wood
And here am I, and wood within this wood;

4,99 Because I cannot meet my Hermia.

triots Hence, get the e gone, and follow me no more. Hel. You draw me, you hard-hearted adamanten great

iss me Is true as feel. Leave you your pow'r to draw, And hall have no pow'r to follow you.

Dem. Do I entice you ? do I speak you fair?
Or rather do I not in plainest truth

I do not, nor I cannot; love you?
Hel. And ev'n for that do I love thee the more

I am your spanil; and, Demetrius,
The more you beat me, I will fawn on you: sitio 34



I am invisible.) I thought proper here to observe, that, as Oberon and Puck his Attendant, may be free quently observed to speak, 'when there is no mention of their Entering; they are designed by the Poet to be suppos'd on the Stage during the greatest Part of the Remainder of the Play; and to mix, as they please, as Spirits, with the other Actors;Y and embroil the Plot, by their Interpofition, without being seen, or heard, but when to their own Purpose.

(9) The 'one I'll stay, rbe brher stayeth me.] Thus it has been in all the Editions hitherto: but Dr. Thirlby ingeniously faw, it muft! lae, as I have corrected in the Text.


Ufe me but as your spaniel, fpurn me, ftrike me,
Neglect me, lose me; only give me leave,
Unworthy as I am, to follow you.
What worser place can I beg in your love,
(And yet a place of high respect with me)
Than to be used, 'as you use your dog?

Dem. Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit
For I am sick, when I do look on thee.

Hel. And I am fick, when I look not on you.

Dem. You do impeach your modefty too much,
To leave the city, and commit yourself
Into the hands of one that loves you not;
To trust the opportunity of night,
And the ill counfel of a defert place,
With the rich worth of your virginity.

Hel. Your virtue is my privilege; for that
It is not night when I do see your face,
Therefore, I think, I am not in the night.
Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company:
For you in my respect are all the world,
Then how can it be said, I am alone;
When all the world is here to look on me?

Den l'll run from thee and hide me in the brakes,
And leave thee to the mercy of wild Beasts.

Hel. The wildert hath not such a heart as you;
Run when you will, the Atory shall be chang’d;
Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chafe;
The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind
Makes speed to catch the tyger. Bootlefs speed !
When cowardise pursues, and valour flies.

Dem. I will not stay thy questions ; let me go:
Or if thou follow me, do not believe,
But I hall do thee mischief in the wood.

Hel, Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field,
You do me mischief. fie, Demetrius,
Your wrongs do set a scandal on my fex:
We cannot fight for love, as men may do;
We thou'd be woo'd, and were not made to woo.
I follow thee, and make a heav'n of hell;
To die upon the hand, I love so well. (Exeant,



Ob. Fare thee well, nymph; ere he doth leave this

grove, Thou shalt Ay him, and he fall seek thy love. Haft thou the flow'r there! welcome, wanderer.

Enter Puck Puck. Ay, there it is.

Ob. I pray thee, give it me ; I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lip and the nodding violet grows, O'er-canopy'd with luscious woodbine, With fweet musk-roses, and with eglantine. There sleeps Titania, fome time of the night, Lulld in these flow'rs with dances and delight; And there ihe snake throws her enammeld skin, Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in : And with the juice of this I'll treak her eyes, And make her full of hateful fantasies. 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 the man, By the Athenian garments he hath on. Effect it with some care, that he may prove More fond of her, than she upon her love ; And, look, you meet me ere the first cock crow.

Puck. Fear not, my lord, your servant hall do so. (Ext.

Enter Queen of fairies, with her train.
Queer. Come, now a roundel, and a Fairy fong:
Then, 'fore the third part of a minute, hence; (10)
Some to kill cankers in the mulk-rose buds,

(10) Then for the third part of a Minute berce.) But the Queen fets them Work, that is to keep them employd "for the Remainder of the Night; The Poet, undoubtedly, intended her to say, Dance your Round, and fing your Song, and then instantly (before the third part of a Minute). begone to your respective Duties.


Some war with rear-mice for their leathern wing,
To make my small elves coats; and some keep back
The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots, and wonders
At our queint spirits. Sing me now afleep:
Then to your Offices, and let me reft.

Fairies fing,
You Spotted frakes with double tongue,

Thorny bedgebogs, be not seen;
Newts and blind worms, do no wrong;

Come not rear our fairy Queen.

Philomel, with melody,
Sing in your sweet lullaby;

Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby si!!!
Never harm, nor Spell, nor charm,
Come our lovely lady nigh;
So good night with lullaby.

2 Fairy:
Weaving Spiders come not here;
Hence, you long-leg'd spinners, bence :

Beetles black, approach zot weary 1
Worm, nor Inail, do no offence.
Philomel with melody, &c.

1 Fairy,
Hence, away; now all is well:

Opie, aloof; Rand Centinei.

[Exeunt Fairies. The Queen seepsa
cinta po Enter. Oberon.
Ob, What thou feelt, when thou doft wake,
Do it for thy true love take;
Love and langwith for his fake;
Be it ounce, or cat, or bear,
Pard, or boar with briftled hair,
In thy eye that shall

When thou wak't, it is thy dear;
Wake, when some vile thing is near.

[Exit Oberon,

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Enter Lyfander and Hermia. Lyf. Fair love, you faint with wandring in the wood; And, to speak troth, I have forgot our way: We'll reft us, Hermia, if thou think it good, ito And tarry for the comfort of the day.

Her. Be't so, Lysander; find you out a bed, For I upon this bank will reft my head.

Lys. One turf Mall serve as pillow for us both, One heart, one bed, two bofoms, and one troth ..

Her. Nay, good Lysander; for my fake, my dear,
Lye further off yet, do not lye fo near.

Lyf. 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;
So that but one heart can you make of it:
Two bosoms interchained with an oath ;
So then two bosoms, and a fingle troth:
Then, by your side no bed-room me deny
For lying fo, Hermia, I do not lye.

Her. Lifander riddles very prettily;
Now much beshrew my manners, and my pride,
If Hermia meant to say, Lysander lyd.
But, gentle friend, for love and curtesy
Lye further off; in human modesty,
Such separation, as, may well be faid.
Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid,
So far be diftant; and good night, sweet friend;
Thy love ne'er alter, till thy sweet life end !

Lyf. Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I;
And then end life, when I end loyalty! .
Here is my bed; sleep give thee all his rest!
Her. With half that wish the wisher's eyes be prest!

[They sleep Enter Puck. Puck. Through the forest have I gone, But Athenian found I none, On whole eyes I might approve This flower's force in stirring love :


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