Gary Taylor, John Jowett, Terri Bourus, and Gabriel Egan (eds), The New Oxford Shakespeare: Modern Critical Edition
Enter [Oberon], King of Fairies1
oberon I wonder, if Titania be awaked,
2Then what it was that next came in her eye,
3Which she must dote on in extremity.[Enter Robin Goodfellow]
4Here comes my messenger. How now, mad spirit?
Editor’s Note5What night-rule now about this haunted grove?pg 1107 6
robin My mistress with a monster is in love.
Editor’s Note7Near to her close and consecrated bower
Editor’s Note8While she was in her dull and sleeping hour
Editor’s Note9A crew of patches, rude mechanicals
10That work for bread upon Athenian stalls,
11Were met together to rehearse a play
12Intended for great Theseus' nuptial day.
Editor’s Note13The shallowest thick skin of that barren sort,
Editor’s Note14Who Pyramus presented, in their sport
Editor’s Note15Forsook his scene and entered in a brake,
16When I did him at this advantage take.
Editor’s Note17An ass's nole I fixèd on his head.
18Anon his Thisbe must be answerèd,
Editor’s Note19And forth my mimic comes. When they him spy—
20As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye,
Editor’s Note21Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort,
22Rising and cawing at the gun's report,
Editor’s Note23Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky—
24So, at his sight, away his fellows fly,
25And at our stamp here o'er and o'er one falls.
Editor’s Note26He 'Murder' cries, and help from Athens calls.
27Their sense thus weak, lost with their fears thus strong,
28Made senseless things begin to do them wrong.
29For briers and thorns at their apparel snatch,
Editor’s Note30Some sleeves, some hats—from yielders all things catch.
31I led them on in this distracted fear,
Editor’s Note32And left sweet Pyramus translated there—
Link 33When in that moment, so it came to pass,
34Titania waked and straightway loved an ass.35
oberon This falls out better than I could devise.
Editor’s Note36But hast thou yet latched the Athenian's eyes
37With the love juice, as I did bid thee do?38Enter Demetrius and Hermia
robin I took him sleeping; that is finished, too;
39And the Athenian woman by his side,
Editor’s Note40That when he waked of force she must be eyed.41
oberon Stand close. This is the same Athenian.42[They stand apart]
robin This is the woman, but not this the man.43
demetrius O, why rebuke you him that loves you so?
44Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe.45
hermia Now I but chide, but I should use thee worse;
46For thou, I fear, hast given me cause to curse.
47If thou hast slain Lysander in his sleep,
pg 1108Editor’s Note48Being o'er shoes in blood, plunge in the deep,
49And kill me too.
50The sun was not so true unto the day
51As he to me. Would he have stolen away
52From sleeping Hermia? I'll believe as soon
Editor’s Note53This whole earth may be bored, and that the moon
Editor’s Note54May through the centre creep, and so displease
Editor’s Note55Her brother's noontide with th'Antipodes.
56It cannot be but thou hast murdered him.
Editor’s Note57So should a murderer look—so dead, so grim.58
demetrius So should the murdered look, and so should I,
59Pierced through the heart with your stern cruelty.
60Yet you, the murderer, look as bright, as clear
Editor’s Note61As yonder Venus in her glimmering sphere.62
hermia What's this to my Lysander? Where is he?
63Ah, good Demetrius, wilt thou give him me?64
demetrius I had rather give his carcass to my hounds.65
hermia Out, dog! Out, cur! Thou driv'st me past the bounds
66Of maiden's patience. Hast thou slain him then?
67Henceforth be never numbered among men.
Link 68O, once tell true; tell true, even for my sake.
69Durst thou have looked upon him being awake,
Editor’s Note70And hast thou killed him sleeping? O brave touch!
Editor’s Note71Could not a worm, an adder do so much?—
Editor’s Note72An adder did it, for with doubler tongue
73Than thine, thou serpent, never adder stung.Editor’s Note74
demetrius You spend your passion on a misprised mood.
75I am not guilty of Lysander's blood,
76Nor is he dead, for aught that I can tell.77
hermia I pray thee, tell me then that he is well.Editor’s Note78
demetrius And if I could, what should I get therefore?79Exit
hermia A privilege: never to see me more.
80And from thy hated presence part I so.
Editor’s Note81See me no more, whether he be dead or no.82[He] lies down [and sleeps]
demetrius There is no following her in this fierce vein.
83Here therefore for a while I will remain.
Editor’s Note84So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow
85For debt that bankrupt sleep doth sorrow owe,
86Which now in some slight measure it will pay,
Editor’s Note87If for his tender here I make some stay.88
oberon [to Robin] What hast thou done? Thou hast mistaken quite,
89And laid the love juice on some true love's sight.
pg 1109Editor’s Note90Of thy misprision must perforce ensue
91Some true love turned, and not a false turned true.92
robin Then Fate o'errules, that, one man holding troth,
Editor’s Note93A million fail, confounding oath on oath.94
oberon About the wood go swifter than the wind,
Editor’s Note95And Helena of Athens look thou find.
Editor’s Note96All fancy-sick she is, and pale of cheer
Editor’s Note97With sighs of love that costs the fresh blood dear.
98By some illusion see thou bring her here.
Editor’s Note99I'll charm his eyes against she do appear.100[Exit]
robin I go, I go—look how I go,
Editor’s Note101Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow.102Enter [Robin Goodfellow, the] puck
oberon Flower of this purple dye,
Link 103 Hit with Cupid's archery,
Editor’s Note104 Sink in apple of his eye.[He drops the juice on Demetrius' eyelids]
105 When his love he doth espy,
106 Let her shine as gloriously
107 As the Venus of the sky.
108 When thou wak'st, if she be by,
109 Beg of her for remedy.110
robin Captain of our fairy band,
111 Helena is here at hand,
112 And the youth mistook by me,
Editor’s Note113 Pleading for a lover's fee.
Editor’s Note114 Shall we their fond pageant see?
Editor’s Note115 Lord, what fools these mortals be!116
oberon Stand aside. The noise they make
117 Will cause Demetrius to awake.118[They stand apart] Enter Lysander [following] Helena
robin Then will two at once woo one.
Editor’s Note119 That must needs be sport alone;
120 And those things do best please me
121 That befall prepost'rously.122
lysander Why should you think that I should woo in scorn?
123 Scorn and derision never come in tears.
Editor’s Note124Look when I vow, I weep; and vows so born,
125 In their nativity all truth appears.
126How can these things in me seem scorn to you,
Editor’s Note127Bearing the badge of faith to prove them true?pg 1110 Editor’s Note128
helena You do advance your cunning more and more,
Editor’s Note129 When truth kills truth—O devilish holy fray!
130These vows are Hermia's. Will you give her o'er?
Editor’s Note131 Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh.
132Your vows to her and me put in two scales
Editor’s Note133Will even weigh, and both as light as tales.134
lysander I had no judgement when to her I swore.135
helena Nor none, in my mind, now you give her o'er.Link 136
lysander Demetrius loves her, and he loves not you.Editor’s Note137
helena [ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ]138
demetrius [awaking] O Helen, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!
139To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?
140Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show
141Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!
Editor’s Note142That pure congealèd white—high Taurus' snow,
Editor’s Note143Fanned with the eastern wind—turns to a crow
144When thou hold'st up thy hand. O, let me kiss
Editor’s Note145This princess of pure white, this seal of bliss!146
helena O spite! O hell! I see you all are bent
147To set against me for your merriment.
148If you were civil, and knew courtesy,
149You would not do me thus much injury.
150Can you not hate me—as I know you do—
151But you must join in souls to mock me too?
152If you were men, as men you are in show,
Editor’s Note153You would not use a gentle lady so,
Editor’s Note154To vow and swear and superpraise my parts
155When I am sure you hate me with your hearts.
156You both are rivals and love Hermia,
157And now both rivals to mock Helena.
Editor’s Note158A trim exploit, a manly enterprise—
159To conjure tears up in a poor maid's eyes
Editor’s Note160With your derision. None of noble sort
Editor’s Note161Would so offend a virgin, and extort
162A poor soul's patience, all to make you sport.163
lysander You are unkind, Demetrius. Be not so.
164For you love Hermia; this you know I know.
165And here with all good will, with all my heart,
166In Hermia's love I yield you up my part;
167And yours of Helena to me bequeath,
168Whom I do love, and will do till my death.169
helena Never did mockers waste more idle breath.Editor’s Note170
demetrius Lysander, keep thy Hermia. I will none.
171If e'er I loved her, all that love is gone.
174There to remain.
lysander Helen, it is not so.175
demetrius Disparage not the faith thou dost not know,
Editor’s Note176Lest to thy peril thou a-buy it dear.[Enter Hermia]
177Look where thy love comes; yonder is thy dear.Editor’s Note178
hermia Dark night, that from the eye his function takes,
179The ear more quick of apprehension makes.
Editor’s Note180Wherein it doth impair the seeing sense
181It pays the hearing double recompense.
182Thou art not by mine eye, Lysander, found;
183Mine ear, I thank it, brought me to thy sound.
184But why unkindly didst thou leave me so?185
lysander Why should he stay whom love doth press to go?186
hermia What love could press Lysander from my side?187
lysander Lysander's love, that would not let him bide:
188Fair Helena, who more engilds the night
Editor’s Note189Than all yon fiery O's and eyes of light.
190Why seek'st thou me? Could not this make thee know
191The hate I bore thee made me leave thee so?192
hermia You speak not as you think. It cannot be.Editor’s Note193
helena Lo, she is one of this confederacy.
194Now I perceive they have conjoined all three
Editor’s Note195To fashion this false sport in spite of me.—
196Injurious Hermia, most ungrateful maid,
Editor’s Note197Have you conspired, have you with these contrived
Editor’s Note198To bait me with this foul derisïon?
Editor’s Note199Is all the counsel that we two have shared—
200The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent
201When we have chid the hasty-footed time
202For parting us—O, is all forgot?
203All schooldays' friendship, childhood innocence?
Editor’s Note204We, Hermia, like two artificial gods
206Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion,
207Both warbling of one song, both in one key,
208As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds
Editor’s Note209Had been incorporate. So we grew together,
210Like to a double cherry: seeming parted,
211But yet an union in partitïon,
212Two lovely berries moulded on one stem.
213So, with two seeming bodies but one heart,
Editor’s Note214Two of the first—like coats in heraldry,
215Due but to one and crownèd with one crest.
216And will you rend our ancient love asunder,
217To join with men in scorning your poor friend?
219Our sex as well as I may chide you for it,
220Though I alone do feel the injury.221
hermia I am amazèd at your passionate words.
222I scorn you not. It seems that you scorn me.223
helena Have you not set Lysander, as in scorn,
224To follow me, and praise my eyes and face?
225And made your other love, Demetrius—
Editor’s Note226Who even but now did spurn me with his foot—
227To call me goddess, nymph, divine, and rare,
228Precious, celestial? Wherefore speaks he this
229To her he hates? And wherefore doth Lysander
230Deny your love so rich within his soul,
Editor’s Note231And tender me, forsooth, affectïon,
232But by your setting on, by your consent?
Editor’s Note233What though I be not so in grace as you,
234So hung upon with love, so fortunate,
235But miserable most, to love unloved—
236This you should pity rather than despise.237
hermia I understand not what you mean by this.Editor’s Note238
helena Ay, do. Persever, counterfeit sad looks,
Editor’s Note239Make mouths upon me when I turn my back,
241This sport well carried shall be chronicled.
242If you have any pity, grace, or manners,
Editor’s Note243You would not make me such an argument.
244But fare ye well. 'Tis partly my own fault,
245Which death or absence soon shall remedy.246
lysander Stay, gentle Helena, hear my excuse,
247My love, my life, my soul, fair Helena!248
helena O excellent!
hermia [to Lysander] Sweet, do not scorn her so.Editor’s Note249
demetrius [to Lysander] If she cannot entreat I can compel.250
lysander Thou canst compel no more than she entreat.
251Thy threats have no more strength than her weak prayers.—
252Helen, I love thee; by my life I do.
253I swear by that which I will lose for thee
254To prove him false that says I love thee not.255
demetrius [to Helena] I say I love thee more than he can do.Editor’s Note256
lysander If thou say so, withdraw, and prove it too.257
demetrius Quick, come.Editor’s Note[She hangs on to him]
hermia Lysander, whereto tends all this?Editor’s Note258
lysander Away, you Ethiope!
demetrius No, no, sir, yield.
Editor’s Note259Seem to break loose, take on as you would follow,
260But yet come not. You are a tame man; go.pg 1113 Editor’s Note261
lysander [to Hermia] Hang off, thou cat, thou burr! Vile thing, let loose,
262Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent.263
hermia Why are you grown so rude? What change is this,
Editor’s Note264Sweet love?
lysander Thy love? Out, tawny Tartar, out!
Editor’s Note265Out, loathèd med'cine! O hated potion, hence!Editor’s Note266
hermia Do you not jest?
helena Yes, sooth, and so do you.267
lysander Demetrius, I will keep my word with thee.Editor’s Note268
demetrius I would I had your bond, for I perceive
269A weak bond holds you. I'll not trust your word.Link 270
lysander What, should I hurt her, strike her, kill her dead?
271Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so.272
hermia What, can you do me greater harm than hate?
Editor’s Note273Hate me—wherefore? O me, what news, my love?
274Am not I Hermia? Are not you Lysander?
Editor’s Note275I am as fair now as I was erewhile.
276Since night you loved me, yet since night you left me.
277Why then, you left me—O, the gods forbid!—
278In earnest, shall I say?
lysander Ay, by my life,
279And never did desire to see thee more.
280Therefore be out of hope, of question, doubt.
281Be certain, nothing truer; 'tis no jest
282That I do hate thee and love Helena.Editor’s Note283
hermia [to Helena] O me, you juggëler, you canker blossom,
284You thief of love! What, have you come by night
Editor’s Note285And stol'n my love's heart from him?
helena Fine, i'faith.
286Have you no modesty, no maiden shame,
287No touch of bashfulness? What, will you tear
288Impatient answers from my gentle tongue?
Editor’s Note289Fie, fie, you counterfeit, you puppet, you!290
hermia 'Puppet'? Why, so! Ay, that way goes the game.
291Now I perceive that she hath made compare
292Between our statures. She hath urged her height;
293And with her personage, her tall personage,
294Her height, forsooth, she hath prevailed with him.—
295And are you grown so high in his esteem
296Because I am so dwarfish and so low?
Editor’s Note297How low am I, thou painted maypole? Speak,
298How low am I? I am not yet so low
Editor’s Note299But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes.300
helena [to Demetrius and Lysander] I pray you, though you mock me, gentlemen,
pg 1114Editor’s Note301Let her not hurt me. I was never curst.
302I have no gift at all in shrewishness.
304Let her not strike me. You perhaps may think
Editor’s Note305Because she is something lower than myself
306That I can match her—
hermia 'Lower'? Hark again.307
helena Good Hermia, do not be so bitter with me.
308I evermore did love you, Hermia,
309Did ever keep your counsels, never wronged you—
310Save that in love unto Demetrius
Editor’s Note311I told him of your stealth unto this wood.
312He followed you; for love I followed him.
313But he hath chid me hence, and threatened me
314To strike me, spurn me, nay, to kill me too.
Editor’s Note315And now, so you will let me quiet go,
316To Athens will I bear my folly back,
317And follow you no further. Let me go.
Editor’s Note318You see how simple and how fond I am.319
hermia Why, get you gone. Who is't that hinders you?320
helena A foolish heart that I leave here behind.321
hermia What, with Lysander?
helena With Demetrius.322
lysander Be not afraid; she shall not harm thee, Helena.323
demetrius No, sir, she shall not, though you take her part.Editor’s Note324
helena O, when she is angry she is keen and shrewd.
325She was a vixen when she went to school,
Editor’s Note326And though she be but little, she is fierce.327
hermia 'Little' again? Nothing but 'low' and 'little'?—
328Why will you suffer her to flout me thus?
329Let me come to her.
lysander Get you gone, you dwarf,
Editor’s Note330You minimus of hind'ring knot-grass made,
331You bead, you acorn!
demetrius You are too officious
332In her behalf that scorns your services.
333Let her alone. Speak not of Helena.
335Never so little show of love to her,
Editor’s Note336Thou shalt aby it.
lysander Now she holds me not.
337Now follow, if thou dar'st, to try whose right,
338Of thine or mine, is most in Helena.Editor’s Note339[Exeunt Lysander and Demetrius]
demetrius Follow? Nay, I'll go with thee, cheek by jowl.pg 1115 Editor’s Note340
hermia You, mistress, all this coil is long of you.
Editor’s Note341Nay, go not back.[Exit]
helena I will not trust you, I,
342Nor longer stay in your curst company.
Editor’s Note343Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray;
344My legs are longer, though, to run away.345[Exit]
hermia I am amazed, and know not what to say.Editor’s Note346
oberon This is thy negligence. Still thou mistak'st,
347Or else committ'st thy knaveries wilfully.348
robin Believe me, king of shadows, I mistook.
349Did not you tell me I should know the man
350By the Athenian garments he had on?—
Editor’s Note351And so far blameless proves my enterprise
352That I have 'nointed an Athenian's eyes;
Editor’s Note353And so far am I glad it so did sort,
Editor’s Note354As this their jangling I esteem a sport.355
oberon Thou seest these lovers seek a place to fight.
Editor’s Note356Hie therefore, Robin, overcast the night.
Editor’s Note357The starry welkin cover thou anon
Editor’s Note358With drooping fog as black as Acheron,
359And lead these testy rivals so astray
Editor’s Note360As one come not within another's way.
361Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue,
Editor’s Note362Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong;
363And sometime rail thou like Demetrius,
364And from each other look thou lead them thus
365Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting sleep
Editor’s Note366With leaden legs and batty wings doth creep.
Link 367Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye—
Editor’s Note368Whose liquor hath this virtuous property,
Editor’s Note369To take from thence all error with his might,
Editor’s Note370And make his eyeballs roll with wonted sight.
Editor’s Note371When they next wake, all this derisïon
372Shall seem a dream and fruitless visïon,
Editor’s Note373And back to Athens shall the lovers wend
Editor’s Note374With league whose date till death shall never end.
375Whiles I in this affair do thee employ,
376I'll to my queen and beg her Indian boy;
Editor’s Note377And then I will her charmèd eye release
378From monster's view, and all things shall be peace.379
robin My fairy lord, this must be done with haste,
Editor’s Note380For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast,
Editor’s Note381And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger,
383Troop home to churchyards; damnèd spirits all
Editor’s Note384That in cross-ways and floods have burial
385Already to their wormy beds are gone,
386For fear lest day should look their shames upon.
387They wilfully themselves exiled from light,
Editor’s Note388And must for aye consort with black-browed night.389[Exit]
oberon But we are spirits of another sort.
Editor’s Note390I with the morning's love have oft made sport,
Editor’s Note391And like a forester the groves may tread
392Even till the eastern gate, all fiery red,
Editor’s Note393Opening on Neptune with fair blessèd beams,
Editor’s Note394Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams.
395But notwithstanding, haste, make no delay!
396We may effect this business yet ere day.397Enter Lysander
robin Up and down, up and down,
398 I will lead them up and down.
399 I am feared in field and town.
Editor’s Note400 Goblin, lead them up and down.
401Here comes one.402
lysander Where art thou, proud Demetrius? Speak thou now.Editor’s Note403Enter Demetrius
robin [shifting places] Here, villain, drawn and ready. Where art thou?
demetrius [shifting places] Lysander, speak again.
406Thou runaway, thou coward, art thou fled?
407Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide thy head?408
robin [shifting places] Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars,
409Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars,
Editor’s Note410And wilt not come? Come, recreant! Come, thou child,
411I'll whip thee with a rod. He is defiled
412That draws a sword on thee.
demetrius [shifting places] Yea, art thou there?Editor’s Note413Editor’s NoteExeunt [Demetrius and Robin]
robin [shifting places] Follow my voice; we'll try no manhood here.414[He sleeps] [Enter] Robin and Demetrius
lysander He goes before me, and still dares me on;
415When I come where he calls, then he is gone.
416The villain is much lighter heeled than I;
417I followed fast, but faster he did fly,
Editor’s Note418That fallen am I in dark uneven way,
pg 1117Editor’s Note419And here will rest me.[Lying down] Come, thou gentle day;
420For if but once thou show me thy grey light,
421I'll find Demetrius, and revenge this spite.422
robin [shifting place] Ho, ho, ho, coward, why com'st thou not?Editor’s Note423
demetrius Abide me if thou dar'st, for well I wot
424Thou runn'st before me, shifting every place,
425And dar'st not stand nor look me in the face.
426Where art thou now?
robin [shifting place] Come hither, I am here.Editor’s Note427[He sleeps] Enter Helena
demetrius Nay, then thou mock'st me. Thou shalt buy this dear
428If ever I thy face by daylight see.
429Now go thy way. Faintness constraineth me
430To measure out my length on this cold bed.[He lies down]
431By day's approach look to be visited.432[She lies down and] sleeps
helena O weary night, O long and tedious night,
434That I may back to Athens by daylight
435 From these that my poor company detest;
436And sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye,
437Steal me a while from mine own company.438
robin Yet but three? Come one more,
439 Two of both kinds makes up four.Editor’s Note[Enter Hermia]
Editor’s Note440 Here she comes, curst and sad.
441 Cupid is a knavish lad
442 Thus to make poor females mad.443[She sleeps]
hermia Never so weary, never so in woe,
444Bedabbled with the dew, and torn with briers,
445I can no further crawl, no further go.
446My legs can keep no pace with my desires.
447Here will I rest me till the break of day.[She lies down]
448Heavens shield Lysander, if they mean a fray.449[Exit]
robin On the ground sleep sound.
450 I'll apply to your eye,
451 Gentle lover, remedy.[He drops the juice on Lysander's eyelids]
452 When thou wak'st thou tak'st
453 True delight in the sight
454 Of thy former lady's eye,
455 And the country proverb known,
457 In your waking shall be shown.
Editor’s Note458 Jack shall have Jill,
459 Naught shall go ill.
Editor’s Note460The man shall have his mare again, and all shall be well.
Editor’s NoteEnter [Titania], Queen of Fairies, and [Bottom the] clown [with the ass-head], and fairies [Peaseblossom, Cobweb, Mote, and Mustardseed], and the King [of Fairies, Oberon] behind them461
titania [to Bottom] Come, sit thee down upon this flow'ry bed,
Editor’s Note462 While I thy amiable cheeks do coy,
463And stick musk-roses in thy sleek smooth head,
464 And kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy.465
bottom Where's Peaseblossom?466
peaseblossom Ready.Editor’s Note467
bottom Scratch my head, Peaseblossom. Where's Monsieur Cobweb?468
cobweb Ready.Link 469
bottom Monsieur Cobweb, good monsieur, get you your weapons in 470your hand and kill me a red-hipped humble-bee on the top of a thistle, 471and, good monsieur, bring me the honeybag. Do not fret yourself 472too much in the action, monsieur. And, good monsieur, have a care Editor’s Note473the honeybag break not. I would be loath to have you overflowen with 474a honeybag, signor.Editor’s Note[Exit Cobweb]
475Where's Monsieur Mustardseed?476
mustardseed Ready.Editor’s Note477
bottom Give me your neaf, Monsieur Mustardseed. Pray you, leave 478your courtesy, good monsieur.479
mustardseed What's your will?Editor’s Note480
bottom Nothing, good monsieur, but to help Cavaliere Cobweb to 481scratch. I must to the barber's, monsieur, for methinks I am marvellous 482hairy about the face; and I am such a tender ass, if my hair do but 483tickle me I must scratch.484
titania What, wilt thou hear some music, my sweet love?Editor’s Note485Editor’s Note[Music]
bottom I have a reasonable good ear in music. Let's have the tongs and 486the bones.487
titania Or say, sweet love, what thou desir'st to eat?488491
titania I have a venturous fairy that shall seek
492The squirrel's hoard, and fetch thee off new nuts.493
bottom I had rather have a handful or two of dried peas. But I pray Editor’s Note494you, let none of your people stir me. I have an exposition of sleep 495come upon me.pg 1119 496[They sleep] Editor’s NoteEnter Robin Goodfellow
titania Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms.
Editor’s Note497Fairies, be gone, and by all ways away.[Exeunt Fairies]
Editor’s Note498So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle
499Gently entwist; the female ivy so
500Enrings the barky fingers of the elm.
Link 501O how I love thee, how I dote on thee!502
oberon Welcome, good Robin. Seest thou this sweet sight?
503Her dotage now I do begin to pity;
504For meeting her of late behind the wood,
Editor’s Note505Seeking sweet favours for this hateful fool,
506I did upbraid her and fall out with her,
507For she his hairy temples then had rounded
508With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers,
Editor’s Note509And that same dew which sometime on the buds
Editor’s Note510Was wont to swell like round and orient pearls
511Stood now within the pretty flow'rets' eyes,
512Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail.
513When I had at my pleasure taunted her,
514And she in mild terms begged my patïence,
515I then did ask of her her changeling child,
516Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent
517To bear him to my bower in fairyland.
518And now I have the boy, I will undo
519This hateful imperfection of her eyes.
520And, gentle puck, take this transformèd scalp
521From off the head of this Athenian swain,
Editor’s Note522That he, awaking when the other do,
Editor’s Note523May all to Athens back again repair,
524And think no more of this night's accidents
Editor’s Note525But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
526But first I will release the Fairy Queen.[He drops the juice on Titania's eyelids]
527 Be as thou wast wont to be,
528 See as thou wast wont to see.
Editor’s Note529 Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower
530 Hath such force and blessèd power.
531Now, my Titania, wake you, my sweet queen.532
titania [awaking] My Oberon, what visions have I seen!
533Methought I was enamoured of an ass.Link 534
oberon There lies your love.
titania How came these things to pass?
535O, how mine eyes do loathe his visage now!pg 1120 Editor’s Note536
oberon Silence a while.—Robin, take off this head.—
537Titania, music call, and strike more dead
Editor’s Note538Than common sleep of all these five the sense.Editor’s Note539Editor’s Note[Still music]
titania Music, ho!—music such as charmeth sleep.540
robin [taking the ass-head off Bottom] Now when thou wak'st with thine own fool's eyes peep.541
oberon Sound music.Editor’s Note[The music changes]
Come, my queen, take hands with me,
542And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.[Oberon and Titania dance]
543Now thou and I are new in amity,
Editor’s Note544And will tomorrow midnight solemnly
545Dance in Duke Theseus' house, triumphantly,
546And bless it to all fair prosperity.
547There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be
548Wedded with Theseus, all in jollity.549
robin Fairy King, attend and mark.
550 I do hear the morning lark.Editor’s Note551
oberon Then, my queen, in silence sad
Editor’s Note552 Trip we after nightës shade.
Editor’s Note553 We the globe can compass soon,
554 Swifter than the wand'ring moon.555Exeunt [Oberon, Titania, and Robin. The sleepers lie still.] Editor’s Note[Wind horns within]. Enter Theseus and all his train [including Egeus and Hippolyta]
titania Come, my lord, and in our flight
556 Tell me how it came this night
557 That I sleeping here was found
558 With these mortals on the ground.559
theseus Go, one of you, find out the forester,
Editor’s Note560For now our observation is performed;
Editor’s Note561And since we have the vanguard of the day,
562My love shall hear the music of my hounds.
Editor’s Note563Uncouple in the western valley; let them go.
564Dispatch, I say, and find the forester.[Exit one]
565We will, fair Queen, up to the mountain's top,
566And mark the musical confusïon
567Of hounds and echo in conjunctïon.Editor’s Note Link 568
hippolyta I was with Hercules and Cadmus once
Editor’s Note569When in a wood of Crete they bayed the bear
Editor’s Note570With hounds of Sparta. Never did I hear
pg 1121Editor’s Note571Such gallant chiding; for, besides the groves,
572The skies, the fountains, every region near
573Seemed all one mutual cry. I never heard
574So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.575
theseus My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind,
Editor’s Note576So flewed, so sanded; and their heads are hung
577With ears that sweep away the morning dew,
Editor’s Note578Crook-kneed, and dewlapped like Thessalian bulls,
Editor’s Note579Slow in pursuit, but matched in mouth like bells,
Editor’s Note580Each under each. A cry more tuneable
Editor’s Note581Was never holla'd to nor cheered with horn
582In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly.
Editor’s Note583Judge when you hear. —But soft: what nymphs are these?584
egeus My lord, this is my daughter here asleep,
585And this Lysander; this Demetrius is;
586This Helena, old Nedar's Helena.
587I wonder of their being here together.588
theseus No doubt they rose up early to observe
589The rite of May, and, hearing our intent,
Editor’s Note590Came here in grace of our solemnity.
591But speak, Egeus: is not this the day
592That Hermia should give answer of her choice?593
egeus It is, my lord.594Editor’s Note[Exit one] Editor’s NoteShout within. Wind horns. The lovers all start up
theseus Go bid the huntsmen wake them with their horns.Editor’s Note595
theseus Good morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is past.
596Begin these wood-birds but to couple now?597[The lovers kneel]
lysander Pardon, my lord.
theseus I pray you all stand up.[The lovers stand] [To Demetrius and Lysander]
598I know you two are rival enemies.
599How comes this gentle concord in the world,
Editor’s Note600That hatred is so far from jealousy
Link 601To sleep by hate, and fear no enmity?602
lysander My lord, I shall reply amazèdly,
603Half sleep, half waking. But as yet, I swear,
604I cannot truly say how I came here,
605But as I think—for truly would I speak,
606And, now I do bethink me, so it is—
607I came with Hermia hither. Our intent
Editor’s Note608Was to be gone from Athens where we might,
Editor’s Note609Without the peril of the Athenian law—pg 1122 610
egeus [to Theseus] Enough, enough, my lord, you have enough.
611I beg the law, the law upon his head.—
612They would have stol'n away, they would, Demetrius,
613Thereby to have defeated you and me—
614You of your wife, and me of my consent,
615Of my consent that she should be your wife.616
demetrius [to Theseus] My lord, fair Helen told me of their stealth,
617Of this their purpose hither to this wood,
618And I in fury hither followed them,
Editor’s Note619Fair Helena in fancy following me.
620But, my good lord, I wot not by what power—
621But by some power it is—my love to Hermia,
622Melted as the snow, seems to me now
Editor’s Note623As the remembrance of an idle gaud
624Which in my childhood I did dote upon,
625And all the faith, the virtue of my heart,
626The object and the pleasure of mine eye
627Is only Helena. To her, my lord,
628Was I betrothed ere I saw Hermia.
Editor’s Note629But like a sickness did I loathe this food;
630But, as in health come to my natural taste,
631Now I do wish it, love it, long for it,
632And will for evermore be true to it.633[Exit Duke Theseus with Hippolyta, Egeus, and all his train]
theseus Fair lovers, you are fortunately met.
634Of this discòurse we more will hear anon.—
Link 635Egeus, I will overbear your will,
636For in the temple by and by with us
637These couples shall eternally be knit.—
Editor’s Note638And, for the morning now is something worn,
639Our purposed hunting shall be set aside.
640Away with us to Athens. Three and three,
641We'll hold a feast in great solemnity.
demetrius These things seem small and undistinguishable,
644Like far-off mountains turnèd into clouds.Editor’s Note645
hermia Methinks I see these things with parted eye,
646When everything seems double.
helena So methinks,
647And I have found Demetrius like a jewel,
Editor’s Note648Mine own and not mine own.
demetrius Editor’s Note648.D1Are you sure
648.D2That we are awake? It seems to me
649That yet we sleep, we dream. Do not you think
650The Duke was here and bid us follow him?651
hermia Yea, and my father.
helena And Hippolyta.653[Exeunt the lovers] Editor’s Note[Bottom wakes]
demetrius Why then, we are awake. Let's follow him,
654And by the way let us recount our dreams.655[Exit]
bottom When my cue comes, call me, and I will answer. My next is Editor’s Note656'most fair Pyramus'. Heigh-ho. Peter Quince? Flute the bellows-mender? Editor’s Note657Snout the tinker? Starveling? God's my life! Stol'n hence, and left me 658asleep?—I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream past the wit Editor’s Note659of man to say what dream it was. Man is but an ass if he go about 660t'expound this dream. Methought I was—there is no man can tell what. Editor’s Note661Methought I was, and methought I had—but man is but a patched fool Editor’s Note662if he will offer to say what methought I had. The eye of man hath not Link 663heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, 664his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report what my dream was. I 665will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of this dream. It shall be called Editor’s Note666'Bottom's Dream', because it hath no bottom, and I will sing it in the 667latter end of a play, before the Duke. Peradventure, to make it the more Editor’s Note668gracious, I shall sing it at her death.