appeare Robin I goe I goe looke how I goe Swifter then arrow from the Tartars bowe Ob. Flower of this purple dy Hit with Cupids archery Sinke in apple of his eye When his loue he doth espy Let her shine as gloriously As the Venus of the sky When thou wak'st if she be by Begge of her for remedy Enter Puck Puck Captaine of our Fairy band Helena is heere at hande And the youth mistooke by mee Pleading for a louers fee. Shall wee their fond pageant see Lord what fooles these mortals bee Ob. Stand aside The noyse they make Will cause Demetrius to awake Pu. Then will two at once wooe one That must needes be sport alone And those things do best please mee That befall prepost'rously Enter Lysander and Helena Lys. Why should you think that I should wooe in scorne Scorne and derision neuer come in teares Looke when I vow I weepe and vowes so borne In their natiuitie all truth appeares How can these things in mee seeme scorne to you Bearing the badge of faith to prooue them true Hel. You doe aduance your cunning more and more When trueth killes truth ô diuelish holy fray These vowes are Hermias Will you giue her ore Weigh oath with oath and you will nothing waigh Your vowes to her and mee put in two scales Will euen weigh and both as light as tales Lys. I had no iudgement when to her I swore Hel. Nor none in my minde now you giue her ore Lys. Demetrius loues her and he loues not you Deme. O Helen goddesse nymph perfect diuine To what my loue shall I compare thine eyne Christall is muddy O how ripe in showe Thy lippes those kissing cherries tempting growe That pure coniealed white high Taurus snow Fand with the Easterne winde turnes to a crowe When thou holdst vp thy hand O let me kisse This Princesse of pure white this seale of blisse Hel. O spight O hell I see you all are bent To set against mee for your merriment If you were ciuill and knew curtesie You would not doe mee thus much iniury Can you not hate mee as I know you doe But you must ioyne in soules to mocke mee to If you were men as men you are in showe You would not vse a gentle Lady so To vowe and sweare and super praise my parts When I am sure you hate mee with your hearts You both are Riuals and loue Hermia And now both Riualles to mock Helena A trim exploit a manly enterprise To coniure teares vp in a poore maides eyes With your derision None of noble sort Would so offend a virgine and extort A poore soules patience all to make you sport Lysand You are vnkinde Demetrius be not so For you loue Hermia this you know I know And heare with all good will with all my heart In Hermias loue I yeelde you vp my part And yours of Helena to mee bequeath Whom I doe loue and will do till my death Hel. Neuer did mockers waste more idle breath Deme. Lysander keepe thy Hermia I will none If ere I lou'd her all that loue is gone My heart to her but as guestwise soiournd And now to Helen is it home returnd There to remaine Lys. Helen it is not so Deme. Disparage not the faith thou dost not know Least to thy perill thou aby it deare Looke where thy loue comes yonder is thy deare Enter Hermia Her Darke night that from the eye his function takes The eare more quicke of apprehension makes Wherein it doth impaire the seeing sense It payes the hearing double recompence Thou art not by myne eye Lysander found Mine eare I thanke it brought me to thy sound But why vnkindly didst thou leaue mee so Lys. Why should he stay whom loue doth presse to go Her What loue could presse Lysander from my side Lys. Lysanders loue that would not let him bide Faire Helena who more engilds the night Then all yon fiery oes and eyes of light Why seek'st thou me Could not this make thee know The hate I bare thee made mee leaue thee so Her You speake not as you thinke It cannot bee Hel. Lo she is one of this confederacy Now I perceiue they haue conioynd all three To fashion this false sport in spight of mee Iniurious Hermia most vngratefull maide Haue you conspir'd haue you with these contriu'd To baite mee with this foule derision Is all the counsell that we two haue shar'd The sisters vowes the howers that we haue spent When we haue chid the hastie footed time For parting vs O is all forgot All schooldaies friendshippe childhood innocence VVee Hermia like two artificiall gods Haue with our needles created both one flower Both on one sampler sitting on one cushion Both warbling of one song both in one key As if our hands our sides voyces and mindes Had bin incorporate So wee grewe together Like to a double cherry seeming parted But yet an vnion in partition Two louely berries moulded on one stemme So with two seeming bodies but one heart Two of the first life coats in heraldry Due but to one and crowned with one creast And will you rent our auncient loue asunder To ioyne with men in scorning your poore friend It is not friendly t is not maidenly Our sex as well as I may chide you for it Though I alone doe fele the iniury Her I am amazed at your words I scorne you not It seemes that you scorne mee Hel. Haue you not set Lysander as in scorne To follow mee and praise my eyes and face And made your other loue Demetrius Who euen but now did spurne mee with his foote To call mee goddesse nymph diuine and rare Pretious celestiall VVherefore speakes he this To her he hates And wherfore doth Lysander Deny your loue so rich within his soule And tender mee forsooth affection But by your setting on by your consent VVhat though I be not so in grace as you So hung vpon with loue so fortunate But miserable most to loue vnlou'd This you should pittie rather then despise Her I vnderstand not what you meane by this Hel. I doe Perseuer counterfait sad lookes Make mouthes vpon mee when I turne my back Winke each at other holde the sweeete ieast vp This sport well carried shall bee chronicled If you haue any pitty grace or manners You would not make mee such an argument But fare ye well t is partly my owne fault Which death or absence soone shall remedy Lys. Stay gentle Helena heare my excuse My loue my life my soule faire Helena Hel. O excellent Herm. Sweete doe not scorne her so Dem. If she cannot entreat I can compell Lys. Thou canst compell no more then she intreat Thy threats haue no more strength then her weake praise Helen I loue thee by my life I doe I sweare by that which I will loose for thee To prooue him false that saies I loue thee not Dem. I say I loue thee more then he can do Lys. If thou say so withdrawe
A Midsommer nights dreame As it hath beene sundry times publickely acted by the Right honourable the Lord Chamberlaine his seruants Written by William Shakespeare ¶ Imprinted at London for Thomas Fisher and are to be soulde at his shoppe at the Signe of the White Hart in Fleetestreete 1600. A MIDSOMMER NIGHTS DREAME Enter Theseus Hippolita with others Theseus NOw faire Hippolita our nuptiall hower Draws on apase fower happy daies bring in An other Moone but oh me thinks how slow This old Moone waues She lingers my desires Like to a Stepdame or a dowager Long withering out a yong mans reuenewe Hip. Fower daies will quickly steepe themselues in night Fower nights will quickly dreame away the time And then the Moone like to a siluer bowe Now bent in heauen shall beholde the night Of our solemnities The. Goe Philostrate Stirre vp the Athenian youth to merriments Awake the peart and nimble spirit of mirth Turne melancholy foorth to funerals The pale companion is not for our pomp Hyppolita I woo'd thee with my sword And wonne thy loue doing thee iniuries But I will wed thee in another key With pompe with triumph and with reueling Enter Egeus and his daughter Hermia and Lysander and Helena and Demetrius Ege Happy be Theseus our renowned duke The. Thankes good Egeus What 's the newes with thee Ege Full of vexation come I with complaint Against my childe my daughter Hermia Stand forth Demetrius My noble Lord This man hath my consent to marry her Stand forth Lisander And my gratious Duke This man hath bewitcht the bosome of my childe Thou thou Lysander thou hast giuen her rimes And interchang'd loue tokens with my childe Thou hast by moone-light at her windowe sung With faining voice verses of faining loue And stolne the impression of her phantasie With bracelets of thy haire rings gawdes conceites Knackes trifles nosegaies sweete meates messengers Of strong preuailement in vnhardened youth With cunning hast thou filcht my daughters heart Turnd her obedience which is due to mee To stubborne harshnesse And my gratious Duke Be it so she will not here before your Grace Consent to marry with Demetrius I beg the auncient priuiledge of Athens As she is mine I may dispose of her Which shall be either to this gentleman Or to her death according to our lawe Immediatly prouided in that case The What say you Hermia Be aduis'd faire maid To you your father should be as a God One that compos'd your beauties yea and one To whome you are but as a forme in wax By him imprinted and within his power To leaue the figure or disfigure it Demetrius is a worthy gentleman Her So is Lisander The In himselfe he is But in this kinde wanting your fathers voice The other must be held the worthier Her I would my father lookt but with my eyes The. Rather your eyes must with his iudgement looke Her I doe intreat your grace to pardon mee I know not by what power I am made bould Nor how it may concerne my modesty In such a presence here to plead my thoughts But I beseech your Grace that I may knowe The worst that may befall mee in this case If I refuse to wed Demetrius The. Either to dy the death or to abiure For euer the society of men Therefore faire Hermia question your desires Knowe of your youth examine well your blood Whether if you yeelde not to your fathers choyce You can endure the liuery of a Nunne For aye to be in shady cloyster mew'd To liue a barraine sister all your life Chaunting faint hymnes to the colde fruitlesse Moone Thrise blessed they that master so there bloode To vndergoe such maiden pilgrimage But earthlyer happy is the rose distild Then that which withering on the virgin thorne Growes liues and dies in single blessednesse Her So will I growe so liue so die my Lord Ere I will yield my virgin Patent vp Vnto his Lordshippe whose vnwished yoake My soule consents not to giue souerainty The. Take time to pawse and by the next newe moone The sealing day betwixt my loue and mee For euerlasting bond of fellowshippe Vpon that day either prepare to dye For disobedience to your fathers will Or else to wed Demetrius as he would Or on Dianaes altar to protest For aye austeritie and single life Deme. Relent sweete Hermia and Lysander yeeld Thy crazed title to my certaine right Lys. You haue her fathers loue Demetrius Let me haue Hermias doe you marry him Egeus Scornefull Lysander true he hath my loue And what is mine my loue shall render him And she is mine and all my right of her I doe estate unto Demetrius Lysand. I am my lord as well deriu'd as hee As well possest my loue is more than his My fortunes euery way as fairely rankt If not with vantage as Demetrius And which is more then all these boastes can be I am belou'd of beautious Hermia Why should not I then procecute my right Demetrius I le auouch it to his heade Made loue to Nedars daughter Helena And won her soule and she sweete Ladie dotes Deuoutly dotes dotes in Idolatry Vpon this spotted and inconstant man The. I must confesse that I haue heard so much And with Demetrius thought to haue spoke thereof But being overfull of selfe affaires My minde did loose it But Demetrius come And come Egeus you shall goe with mee I haue some priuate schooling for you both For you faire Hermia looke you arme your selfe To fit your fancies to your fathers will Or else the Law of Athens yeelds you vp Which by no meanes we may extenuate To death or to a vowe of single life Come my Hyppolita what cheare my loue Demetrius and Egeus goe along I must employ you in some businesse Against our nuptiall and conferre with you Of some thing nerely that concernes your selues Ege With duety desire we follow you Exeunt Lysand. How now my loue Why is your cheeke so pale How chance the roses there doe fade so fast Her Belike for want of raine which I could well Beteeme them from the tempest of my eyes Lis. Eigh me for aught that I could euer reade Could euer here by tale or history The course of true loue neuer did runne smoothe But either it was different in bloud Her O crosse too high to be inthrald to loue Lis. Or else misgraffed in respect of yeares Her O spight too olde to be ingag'd to young Lis. Or else it stoode vpon the choyce of friends Her O hell to choose loue by anothers eyes Lys. Or if there were a sympathy in choyce Warre death or sicknesse did lay siege to it Making it momentany as a sound Swift as a shadowe short as any dreame Briefe as the lightning in the collied night That in a spleene vnfolds both heauen and earth And ere a man hath power to say beholde The iawes of darkenesse do deuoure it vp So quicke bright things come to confusion Her If then true louers haue
bin euer crost It stands as an edict in destiny Then let vs teach our triall patience Because it is a customary crosse As dewe to loue as thoughts and dreames and sighes Wishes and teares poore Fancies followers Lys. A good perswasion therefore heare mee Hermia I haue a widowe aunt a dowager Of great reuenew and she hath no childe From Athens is her house remote seauen leagues And she respectes mee as her only sonne There gentle Hermia may I marry thee And to that place the sharpe Athenian law Can not pursue vs. If thou louest mee then Steale forth thy fathers house tomorrow night And in the wood a league without the towne Where I did meete thee once with Helena To do obseruance to a morne of May There will I stay for thee Her My good Lysander I sweare to thee by Cupids strongest bowe By his best arrowe with the golden heade By the simplicitie of Venus doues By that which knitteth soules and prospers loues And by that fire which burnd the Carthage queene When the false Troian vnder saile was seene By all the vowes that euer men haue broke In number more then euer women spoke In that same place thou hast appointed mee To morrow truely will I meete with thee Lys. Keepe promise loue looke here comes Helena Enter Helena Her God speede faire Helena wither away Hel. Call you mee faire That faire againe vnsay Demetrius loues your faire ô happy faire Your eyes are loadstarres and your tongues sweete aire More tunable then larke to sheepeheards eare When wheat is greene when hauthorne buddes appeare Sicknesse is catching O were fauour so Your words I catch faire Hermia ere I goe My eare should catch your voice my eye your eye My tongue should catch your tongues sweete melody Were the world mine Demetrius being bated The rest I le giue to be to you translated O teach mee how you looke and with what Art You sway the motion of Demetrius heart Her I frowne vpon him yet hee loues mee still Hel. O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skil Her I giue him curses yet he giues mee loue Hel. O that my prayers could such affection mooue Her The more I hate the more he followes mee Hel. The more I loue the more he hateth mee Her His folly Helena is no fault of mine Hel. None but your beauty would that fault were mine Her Take comfort he no more shall see my face Lysander and my selfe will sly this place Before the time I did Lisander see Seem'd Athens as a Paradise to mee O then what graces in my loue dooe dwell That hee hath turnd a heauen vnto a hell Lys. Helen to you our mindes wee will vnfould To morrow night when Phoebe doth beholde Her siluer visage in the watry glasse Decking with liquid pearle the bladed grasse A time that louers flights doth still conceale Through Athens gates haue wee deuis'd to steale Her And in the wood where often you and I Vpon faint Primrose beddes were wont to lye Emptying our bosomes of their counsell sweld There my Lysander and my selfe shall meete And thence from Athens turne away our eyes To seeke new friends and strange companions Farewell sweete playfellow pray thou for vs And good lucke graunt thee thy Demetrius Keepe word Lysander we must starue our sight From louers foode till morrow deepe midnight Exit Hermia Lys. I will my Hermia Helena adieu As you on him Demetrius dote on you Exit Lysander Hele. How happie some ore othersome can be Through Athens I am thought as faire as shee But what of that Demetrius thinkes not so He will not knowe what all but hee doe know And as hee erres doting on Hermias eyes So I admiring of his qualities Things base and vile holding no quantitie Loue can transpose to forme and dignitie Loue lookes not with the eyes but with the minde And therefore is wingd Cupid painted blinde Nor hath loues minde of any iudgement taste Wings and no eyes figure vnheedy haste And therefore is loue said to bee a childe Because in choyce he is so oft beguil'd As waggish boyes in game themselues forsweare So the boy Loue is periur'd euery where For ere Demetrius lookt on Hermias eyen Hee hayld downe othes that he was onely mine And when this haile some heate from Hermia felt So he dissolued and showrs of oathes did melt I will goe tell him of faire Hermias flight Then to the wodde will he to morrow night Pursue her and for this intelligence If I haue thankes it is a deare expense But herein meane I to enrich my paine To haue his sight thither and back againe Exit Enter Quince the Carpenter and Snugge the Ioyner and Bottom the Weauer and Flute the Bellowes mender Snout the Tinker and Starueling the Tayler Quin. Is all our company heere Bot. You were best to call them generally man by man according to the scrippe Quin. Here is the scrowle of euery mans name which is thought fit through al Athens to play in our Enterlude before the Duke the Dutches on his wedding day at night Bott First good Peeter Quince say what the Play treats on then read the names of the Actors so grow to a point Quin. Mary our Play is the most lamentable comedy and most cruell death of Pyramus and Thisby Bot. A very good peece of worke I assure you a merry Now good Peeter Quince call forth your Actors by the scrowle Masters spreade your selues Quin. Answere as I call you Nick Bottom the Weauer Bott Readie Name what part I am for and proceede Quin. You Nick Bottom are set downe for Pyramus Bott What is Pyramus A louer or a tyrant Quin. A louer that kils himselfe most gallant for loue Bott That will aske some teares in the true performing of it If I doe it let the Audience looke to their eyes I wil mooue stormes I will condole in some measure To the rest yet my chiefe humour is for a tyrant I could play Ercles rarely or a part to teare a Catin to make all split the raging rocks and shiuering shocks shall breake the locks of prison gates and Phibbus carre shall shine from farre and make marre the foolish Fates This was loftie Now name the rest of the Players This is Ercles vaine a tyrants vaine A louer is more condoling Quin. Francis Flute the Bellowes mender Flu. Here Peeter Quince Quin. Flute you must take Thisby on you Fla. What is Thisby A wandring knight Quin. It is the Lady that Pyramus must loue Fl. Nay faith let not me play a womā I haue a beard cōming Quin. That 's all one you shall play it in a Maske and you may speake as small as you will Bott And I may hide my face let me play Thisby to I le speake in a monstrous little voice Thisne Thisne ah Pyramus my louer deare thy Thysby deare Lady deare Qu. No no you must play Pyramus Flute you Thysby Bot. Well proceede
aire That Rheumaticke diseases doe abound And thorough this distemperature wee see The seasons alter hoary headed frosts Fall in the fresh lappe of the Crymson rose And on old Hyems chinne and Icy crowne An odorous Chaplet of sweete Sommer buddes Is as in mockery set The Spring the Sommer The childing Autumne angry Winter change Their wonted Liueries and the mazed worlde By their increase now knowes not which is which And this same progeny of euils Comes from our debate from our dissention We are their Parents and originall Oberon Doe you amend it then it lyes in you Why should Titania crosse her Oberon I doe but begge a little Changeling boy To be my Henchman Queene Set your heart at rest The Faiery Land buies not the childe of mee His mother was a Votresse of my order And in the spiced Indian ayer by night Full often hath she gossipt by my side And sat with me on Neptunes yellow sands Marking th'embarked traders on the flood When we haue laught to see the sailes conceaue And grow bigge bellied with the wanton winde Which she with prettie and with swimming gate Following her wombe then rich with my young squire Would imitate and saile vpon the land To fetch me trifles and returne againe As from a voyage rich with marchandise But she being mortall of that boy did dye And for her sake doe I reare vp her boy And for her sake I will not part with him Ob. How long within this wood entend you stay Quee. Perchaunce till after Theseus wedding day If you will patiently daunce in our Round And see our Moonelight Reuelles goe with vs If not shunne me and I will spare your haunts Ob. Giue mee that boy and I will goe with thee Quee. Not for thy Fairy kingdome Fairies away We shall chide downeright if I longer stay Exeunt Ob. Well goe 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 sat vpon a promontory And heard a Meare maide on a Dolphins backe Vttering such dulcet and hermonious breath That the rude sea grewe ciuill at her song And cettaine starres shot madly from their Spheares To heare the Sea-maids musicke Puck I remember Ob. That very time I saw but thou could'st 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-shaft smartly from his bowe As it should pearce a hundred thousand hearts But I might see young Cupids fiery shaft Quencht in the chast beames of the watry Moone And the imperiall Votresse passed on In maiden meditation fancy free Yet markt I where the bolt of Cupid fell It fell vpon a little westerne flower Before milke white now purple with loues wound And maidens call it Loue in idlenesse Fetch mee that flowre the herbe I shewed thee once The iewce of it on sleeping eyeliddes laide Will make or man or woman madly dote Vpon the next liue creature that it sees Fetch mee this herbe and be thou here againe Ere the Leuiathan can swimme a league Pu. I le put a girdle roūd about the earth in forty minutes Oberon Hauing once this iuice I l watch Titania when she is a sleepe And droppe the liquor of it in her eyes The next thing then she waking lookes vpon Be it on Lyon Beare or Wolfe or Bull On medling Monky or on busie Ape She shall pursue it with the soule of Loue. And ere I take this charme from of her sight As I can take it with another herbe I le make her render vp her Page to mee But who comes here I am inuisible And I will ouerheare their conference Enter Demetrius Helena following him Deme. I loue thee not therefore pursue me not Where is Lysander and faire Hermia The one I le stay the other stayeth me Thou toldst me they were stolne vnto this wood And here am I and wodde within this wood Because I cannot meete my Hermia Hence get the gone and follow mee no more Hel. You draw mee 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 shall haue no power to follow you Deme. Doe I entise you Doe I speake you faire Or rather doe I not in plainest truthe Tell you I doe not not I cannot loue you Hele. And euen for that do I loue you the more I am your Spaniell and Demetrius The more you beat mee I will fawne on you Vse me but as your Spaniell spurne me strike mee Neglect mee loose me onely giue me leaue Vnworthie as I am to follow you What worser place can I begge in your loue And yet a place of high respect with mee Then to be vsed as you vse your dogge Deme. Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit For I am sick when I do looke on thee Hele. And I am sick when I looke not on you Deme. You doe impeach your modestie too much To leaue the citie and commit your selfe Into the hands of one that loues you not To trust the opportunitie of night And the ill counsell of a desert place With the rich worth of your virginitie Hel. Your vertue is my priuiledge For that It is not night when I doe see your face Therefore I thinke I am not in the night Nor doth this wood lacke worlds of company For you in my respect are all the world Then how can it be saide I am alone When all the world is here to looke on mee Dems I le runne from thee and hide me in the brakes And leaue thee to the mercy of wilde beastes Hel. The wildest hath not such a heart as you Runne when you will The story shall be chaung'd Apollo flies and Daphne holds the chase The Doue pursues the Griffon the milde Hinde Makes speede to catch the Tigre Bootelesse speede When cowardise pursues and valour flies Demet. I will not stay thy questions Let me goe Or if thou followe mee do not beleeue But I shall doe thee mischiefe in the wood Hel. I in the Temple in the towne the fielde You doe me mischiefe Fy Demetrius Your wrongs doe set a scandall on my sex We cannot fight for loue as men may doe We should be woo'd and were not made to wooe I le follow thee and make a heauen of hell To dy vpon the hand I loue so well Ob. Fare thee well Nymph Ere he do leaue this groue Thou shalt fly him and he shall seeke thy loue Hast thou the flower there Welcome wanderer Enter Pucke Puck I there it is Ob. I pray thee giue it mee I know a banke where the wilde time blowes Where Oxlips and the nodding Violet growes Quite ouercanopi'd with lushious woodbine With sweete muske roses and with Eglantine There sleepes Tytania sometime of the night Luld in these flowers with daunces and delight And there the snake throwes her
and prooue it to Dem. Quick come Her Lysander whereto tends all this Lys. Away you Ethiop Dem. No no hee le Seeme to breake loose take on as you would follow But yet come not You are a tame man go Lys. Hang of thou cat thou bur vile thing let loose Or I will shake thee from mee like a serpent Her Why are you growne so rude What change is this Sweete loue Lys. Thy loue Out tawny Tartar out Out loathed medcine ô hated potion hence Her Doe you not ieast Hel. Yes sooth and so doe you Lys. Demetrius I will keepe my word with thee Dem. I would I had your bond For I perceiue A weake bond holds you I le not trust your word Lys. What should I hurt her strike her kill her dead Although I hate her I le not harme her so Her What Can you do me greater harme then hate Hate mee wherefore O me what newes my loue Am not I Hermia Are not you Lysander I am as faire now as I was ere while Since night you lou'd mee yet since night you left mee Why then you left mee ô the gods forbid In earnest shall I say Lys. I by my life And neuer did desire to see thee more Thefore be out of hope of question of doubt Be certaine nothing truer t is no ieast That I doe hate thee and loue Helena Her O mee you iuggler you canker blossome You theefe of loue what haue you come by night And stolne my loues heart from him Hel. Fine I faith Haue you no modesty no maiden shame No touch of bashfulnesse What will you teare Impatient answeres from my gentle tongue Fy fy you counterfait you puppet you Her Puppet Why so I that way goes the game Now I perceiue that she hath made compare Betweene our statures she hath vrg'd her height And with her personage her tall personage Her height forsooth she hath preuaild with him And are you growne so high in his esteeme Because I am so dwarfish and so lowe How lowe am I thou painted May-pole Speake How lowe am I I am not yet so lowe But that my nailes can reach vnto thine eyes Hel. I pray you though you mocke me gentleman Let her not hurt me I was neuer curst I haue no gift at all in shrewishnesse I am a right maid for my cowardize Let her not strike mee You perhaps may thinke Because she is something lower then my selfe That I can match her Her Lower harke againe Hel. Good Hermia do not be so bitter with mee I euermore did loue you Hermia Did euer keepe your counsels neuer wrongd you Saue that in loue vnto Demetrius I tould him of your stealth vnto this wood He followed you for loue I followed him But he hath chid me hence and threatned mee To strike mee spurne mee nay to kill mee to And now so you will let me quiet goe To Athens will I beare my folly backe And follow you no further Let me goe You see how simple and how fond I am Herm. Why get you gon Who i st that hinders you Hel. A foolish heart that I leaue here behind Her What with Lysander Hel. With Demetrius Lys. Be not afraid she shall not harme thee Helena Deme. No sir she shall not though you take her part Hel. O when she is angry she is keene and shrewd She was a vixen when she went to schoole And though she be but little she is fierce Her Little againe Nothing hut low and little Why will you suffer her to floute me thus Let me come to her Lys. Get you gon you dwarfe You minimus of hindring knot grasse made You bead you acorne Deme You are too officious In her behalfe that scornes your seruices Let her alone speake not of Helena Take not her part For if thou dost intend Neuer so little shewe of loue to her Thou shalt aby it Lys. Now she holdes me not Now follow if thou dat'st to try whose right Of thine or mine is most in Helena Deme. Follow Nay I le go with thee cheeke by iowle Her You mistresse all this coyle is long of you Nay goe not backe Hel. I will not trust you I Nor longer stay in your curst company Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray My legges are longer though to runne away Her I am amaz'd and know not what to say Exeunt Ob. This is thy negligence still thou mistak'st Or else commitst thy knaueries wilfully Puck Beleeue mee king of shadowes I mistooke Did not you tell mee I should know the man By the Athenian garments he had on And so farr eblamelesse prooues my enterprise That I haue nointed an Athenians eyes And so farre am I glad it so did sort As this their iangling I esteeme a sport Ob. Thou seest these louers seeke a place to fight Hy therefore Robin ouercast the night The starry welkin couer thou anon With drooping fogge as blacke as Acheron And lead these teasty Riuals so astray As one come not within anothers way Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue Then stirre Demetrius vp with bitter wrong And sometime raile thou like Demetrius And from each other looke thou lead them thus Till ore their browes death-counterfaiting sleepe With leaden legs and Batty wings doth creepe Then crush this hearbe into Lysanders eye Whose liquor hath this vertuous property To take from thence all errour with his might And make his eyebals roule with wonted sight When they next wake all this derision Shall seeme a dreame and fruitelesse vision And backe to Athens shall the louers wend With league whose date till death shall neuer end Whiles I in this affaire doe thee imploy I le to my Queene and beg her Indian boy And then I will her charmed eye release From monsters viewe and all things shall be peace Puck My Faiery Lord this must be done with haste For nights swift Dragons cut the clouds full fast And yonder shines Auroras harbinger At whose approach Ghosts wandring here and there Troope home to Churchyards damned spirits all That in crosse waies and floods haue buriall Already to their wormy beds are gone For feare least day should looke their shames vpon They wilfully themselues exile from light And must for aye consort with black browed night Ober. But we are spirits of another sort I with the mornings loue haue oft made sport And like a forrester the groues may tread Euen till the Easterne gate all fiery red Opening on Neptune with faire blessed beames Turnes into yellow golde his salt greene streames But notwithstanding haste make no delay We may effect this businesse yet ere day Pu. Vp down vp down I will lead them vp down I am feard in field town Goblin lead them vp downe Here comes one Enter Lysander Lys. Where art thou proud Demetrius Speak thou now Rob. Here villaine drawne ready Where art thou Lys. I will be with thee straight Rob. Follow me then to plainer ground Enter