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Here will I rest me, 'till the break of day.
Heav'ns shield Lyfander, if they mean a fray! [Lyes down.

Puck. On the ground, sleep sound,
I'll apply, to your eye, gentle lover, remedy.

[Squeezing the juice on Lysander's eye.
When thou wak'st, thou tak’ft
True delight, in the light, of thy former lady's eye;
And the country proverb known,
That every man hould take his own,
In your waking shall be shown.
Jack shall have Jill, naught shall go ill,
The man shall have his mare again, and all be well.

(Exit Puck. (They sleep.

ACT

C T IV.

SCEN E, continued, the Wood.

C

Enter Queen of Fairies, Bottom, Fairies attending, and

the King behind them.

Queen
OME, fit thee down upon this flow'ry bed,
While I thy amiable cheeks do coy,

And stick musk-roses in thy sleek, smooth'd head > And kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy.

Bot. Where's Peasebloffom?'
Pease. Ready.

Bot. Scratch my head, Peafeblossom. Where's mons fieur Cobweb?

Cob. Ready:

Bot. Monsieur - Cobweb, good monsieur, get your weapons in your hand, and kill me a red-hipt humblebce on the top of a thistle; and, good monsieur, bring me the honey-bag. Do not fret your self too much

in the action, monsieur ; and, good monsieur, have a care, the honey-bag break not; I should be loth to have you over-flown with a honey-bag, signior. Where's monsieur Mustardfeed ?

Muft. Ready.

Bot. Give me thy neafe, monsieur Mustardfeed; pray you, leave your curtesie, good monsieur.

Muft. What's your will ?

Bot. Nothing, good monsieur, but to help Cavalero Cobweb to scratch. I must to the barber's, monsieur; for, methinks, I am marvellous hairy about the face. And I am such a tender ass, if my hair doth but tickle me, I must scratch.

Queen. What, wilt thou hear some musick, my sweet love?

Bot. I have a reasonable good ear in musick; let us have the tongs and the bones.

Rural Mufick : Tongs, &c.
Queen. Or say, sweet love, what thou desir'st to eat.

Bot. Truly, a peck of provender ; I could munch your good dry oats. Methinks, I have a great desire to a bottle of hay : good hay, sweet hay hath no fellow.

Queen. I have a venturous Fairy that shall seek the squirrel's hoard, and fetch thee new nuts.

Bot. I had rather have a handful or two of dried pease. But, I pray you, let none of your people ftir me; I have an exposition of sleep come upon me.

Queen. Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms ;
Fairies, be gone, and be all ways away: (21)
So doth the woodbine, the sweet honey-suckle, (22)

Gently (21) - and be always away.) What! was She giving her Attendants an everlasting Dismission ? No such Thing; thoy were to be ftill upon Duty. I am convinc'd, the Poet meant ;

- and be all ways away. i. e. disperse your selves, and scout out severally, in your Watch, that Danger approach us from no Quarter. · (22) So doth the Woodbine the sweet Honey-fuckle Gently entwist; the female izy so

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Gently entwift the Maple, ivy so
Enrings the barky fingers of the Elm.
O, how I love thee ! how I doat on thee!

Enter Puck,
Ob. Welcome, good Robin; Seeft thou this sweet

fight?
Her dotage now I do begin to pity ;
For, meeting her of late behind the wood,
Şeeking sweet savours for this hateful fool,
I did upbraid her, and fall out with her ;
For the his hairy temples then had rounded
With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;
And that same dew, which sometime on the buds
Was wont to swell, like round and orient pearls;
Scood nojy within the pretty flourier's eyes,
Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail.
When I had at my pleasure taunted her,
And she in mild terms begg'd my patience,
I then did ask of her her changeling child,
Which trait she gave me, and her Fairy sent
To bear him to my bower in Fairy-land.
And now I have the boy, I will undo
This hateful imperfection of her eyes :
And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp
From off the head of this Athenian (wain ;-
That he, awaking, when the others do,
May all to Athens back again repair ;
And think no more of this night's accidents,
But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
But, first, I will release the Fairy Queen ;

Be, as thou waft wont to be ;

See, as thou wast wont to see:

Enrings the barky Fingers of the Elm.] What does the Woodbine entwift? Why, the Honeysuckle. But ever till now the Honeysuckle and the Woodbine were but two Names for the same Piant. But We have now found a Support for the Woodbine, as well as for the Ivy. The Corruption might happen thuss the firit Blunderer in writing might leave the p out of Maple, and make it Male; upon which the acute Editors turn'd it into Female, and tack'd it as an Epithet to lay:

Mr. Warburton. .

Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower

Hath such force and blessed power. (23) Now, my Titania, wake you, my sweet Queen,

Queen. My Oberon! what visions have I seen! Methought, I was enamour'd of an ass.

Ob. There lies your love.

Queen. How came these things to pass ?
Oh, how mine eyes do loath this visage now!

Ob. Silence, a while, Robin, take off his head 3
Titania, musick calls and strike more dead (24)
Than common Neep of all these five the sense.
Queen. Musick, ho, musick, such as charmeth sleep.

Still Musick. Puck. When thou awak'st, with thine own fool's

eyes peep. Ob. Sound, mufick; come, my Queen, take hand

with me,

And rock the ground whereon chese Deepers be.
Now thou and I are new in amity;
And will to morrow midnight solemnly

(23) Dian's Bud, or Cupid's flow'r.] Thus all the Editions had ftupidly exhibited this Paftage. The ingenious Dr. Thirlby gave me the Correction, which I have inserted in the Text, and which, doubtless, restores us the Author. Oberon in Act the zd, where he first proposes to enchant his Queen's Eyes and Sense, tells us, he has an Antidote to take off the Charm.

And i'er I take this Charm from off her Sight,

As I can take it with another Herb, G c. And again, towards the End of the 3d Act, where he is giving Puck directions for disenchanting Lysander, he says;

Then crulh this Herb into Lyfander's Eye,
Whose Liquor hath this virtuous Property,
To take from thence all Error with its Might,

And make his Eye-balls rowl with wonted Sight. (24) Titania, Mufick call, and frike more dead

Than common Sleep. Of all these fine the Sense.] This, moft certainly, is both corrupt in the Text, and Pointing. Would Musick, that was to itrike them into a deeper Sleep than ordinary, contribute to fine (or, refine) their Senses? My Emendation, I am persuaded, needs no Justification. The five, that lay asleep on the Stage, were, Demetrius, Lifander, Hermia, Helena, and Bottom.-I ought to acknowledge, that Dr. Thirlby likewise started and communicated this very Correction.

Dance

Dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly,
And bless it to all fair posterity:
There shall these pairs of faithful lovers be
Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity.

Puck. Fairy King, attend and mark;
I do hear the morning lark.

Ob. Then, my Queen, in silence fade; (25)
Trip we after the night's shade;
We the globe can compass soon,
Swifter than the wand'ring moon.

Queen. Come, my lord, and in our flight
Tell me how it came this night,
That I sleeping here was found, [Sleepers lye still.
With these mortals on the ground.

[Exeunt.

[Wind horns within.
Enter Theseus, Egeus, Hippolita, and all his train.
: The. Go one of you, find out the forester,
For now our observation is perform’d,
And Gince we have the vaward of the day,
My love thall hear the musick of my hounds.
Uncouple in the western valley, go,
Dispatch, I say, and find the forefter.
We will, fair Queen, up to the mountain's top,
And mark the musical confusion
Of hounds and echo in conjunction.

Hip. I was with Hercules and Cadmus once,
When in a wood of Creet they bay'd the bear
With hounds of Sparta; never did I hear
Such gallant chiding. For besides the groves,
The skies, the fountains, ev'ry region near, (26)

Seem'd (25) Then, my Queen, in filence sad,] Why, sad ? Fairies, according to the receiv'd Notion, are pleas’d to follow Night. For that Reason, and for bettering the Rhyme, I think it very probable that our Author wrote ; - in filence fade ; i. e. vanish, retreat. In which Sense our Author has ellewhere employ'd this Word. As in Hamlet, speaking of the Ghoff's disappearing.

It faded at the Crowing of the Cock. (26) The Skies, the Fountains, ev'ry Region near,

Seem'd all one mutual Cry.] It has been propos'd to Me, that the Author probably wrote Mountains, from whence an Echo rather

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