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Ob. I wonder, if Titania be awak'd : Than what it was that next came in her eye, Which she must doat on in extremity.
Here comes my mefienger ! 'how now, mad sprite, What night-rule now about this haunted grove ?
Puck. My mistress with a monster is in love, Near to her close and consecrated bower, While she was in her dull and deeping hour, A crew of patches, 8 rude mechanicals, That work for bread upon Athenian stalls, Were met together to rehearse a play, Intended for great Theseus' nuptial day. The shallow'st thick-skin of that barren sort, Who Pyramus presented, in their sport Forsook his scene, and enter'd in a brake; When I did him at this advantage take, An ass's 9 nowl I fixed on his head ; Anon, his Thisy must be answered, And forth my * minnock 'comes : when they him spy. As wild geefe, that the creeping fowler eye, Or russer-pated choughs, many in sort, Rising and cawing at the gun's report,
8 patches ) Patch was in reading of the old quarto, and I old language used as a term of believe richt, N'inneken, now opprobry; perhaps with much minx, is a nice trifling girl. Min. the same import as we use rag: rock is apparenily a word of congamuffin, or tatterdemalion.
tempt. 9 -- nowl.) A nead. Saxon. 2- fort. Company. So above, * II. Mimick, fo lll. and IV. that barren sor; and in Waller, minnock.] This is the A sort of luffy jkspherds ftrive.
Sever themselves, and madly sweep the sky;
Ob. This fails out better than I could devise.
Prck. I took him sleeping ; that is finish'd too ;
3 And at our famp.] This A stump doth trip him in his feems to be a vicious reading. pace,
, never reprelented Down fell poor Hob upon his face, stamping, or of a fize that should And lameniably tore his caje give force to a stamp, nor could Among the briers and bramble. they have distinguished the lamps
4 Seme sleeves, fome hats.] of Puck from those of their own There is the like image in Draycompanions, I read,
ton of Queen Mab and her Fairies And at a stump bere o er and flying from Hobgoblin. C er one fulls.
Some tore’ a ruf, and fome a
"Gainst one another justling; A pain he in his head-piece feels They ficw about like chaff it' Against a flubbed tree he reels,
wind And up went poor Hobgoblin s
For hafie fome left their majs te. peels;
hind, Alas his brain rvas dizzy..
Some could not say their gloves ta Allathupoa his fiet he gets,
find, Hatgiéliu fumes, Hobgollia frets,
Thire never was such buffling, And as again he forward
jets, 5 — latch'd, or letch'd, lick't And through the babes jcram- over, lecher, to lick, French. lics,
Ob. Stand close, this is the same A!henian.
Dem. O, why rebuke you him that loves you so? Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe.
Her. Now I but chide, but I should use thee worse; For thou, I fear, hast giv'n me cause to curse : If thou lialt Nain Lyfander in his seep, Being o'er shoes in blood, 'plunge in the deep, And kill me too. The sun was not so true unto the day, As he to me. Would he have stoll'n away From sleeping Hermia? I'll believe as soon, This whole carth may be bor'd; and that the moon May through the center creep, and so displease Her brother’s noon-tide with th’Antipodes. It cannot be, but thou haft murder'd him ; So should a murderer look, so * dread, so grim.'
Dem. So should the murder'd look ; and so should I, Pierc'd through the heart with your stern cruelty : Yet you the murderer look as bright, and clear, As yonder Venus in her glimm’ring sphere.
Her. What's this to my Lysander? where is he?
Dem. I'd rather give his carcass to my hounds.
6 Being o'er shoes in blood.) An * I. II. III. IV. all read so allusion to the Proverb, Over dead in my copy of III. fome Jhoes, over boots,
reader has altered dead to dread.
And hist thou kill'd him sleeping? O brave touch! ?
Dem. You spend your pasion on a milpris’d mood :
Her. I pray thee, tell me then that he is well. Dem. And if I could, what should I get therefore ?
Her. A privilege never to see me more ; And from thy hated presence part I so: See me no more, whether he's dead or no. [Exit.
Dem. There is no following her in this fierce vein, Here, therefore, for a while I will remain : So Sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow, For debt, that bankrupt sleep doth forrów owe; Which now in some night measure it will pay, If for his Tender here I make some stay. [Lies down.
Ob. What hadft thou done? thou hast mistaken quite, And laid thy love-juice on some true love's light: Of thy misprision nuit perforce ensue Some true-love turn’d, and not a false turn'd true. Puck. Then fate o’er-rules, that, one man holding
Ob. About the wood go Twifter than the wind,
7 - Obrave touch.] Touch in the shrewd touches of many cursi Shakejpeare's s'me was the same boys, and the small discretion of with our exploit, or rather stroke. may lewd schoolmasters. A bra'c touca, a noble liroke, un grand coup. Mafon was very
* - milpris d.] Miftaken; fo sniriz', picajantly playing both with below misprifion is mistake.
Puck. I go, I go; look, how I go ; Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow.
[Exit. Ob. Flower of this purple dye, Hit with Cupid's archery, Sink in apple of his eye! When his love he doch efpy, Let her shine as gloriously As the Venus of the sky. When thou wak't, if she be by, Beg of her for remedy.
Ob. Stand aside : the noise they make,
Puck. Then will two at once woo one ;
Enter Lysander and Helena. Lyf. Why should you think, that I should woo in
Scorn and derision never come in tears.
In their nativity all truth appears :
Hel. You do advance your cunning more and niore;