398378And now, they neuer meete in groue, or greene,

399379By fountaine cleare, or spangled starlight sheene,

400380But they doe square, that all their Elues, for feare,

401381Creepe into acorne cups, and hide them there.

402382Fa. Either I mistake your shape, and making, quite,

403383Or els you are that shrewde and knauish sprite,

404384Call'd Robin goodfellow. Are not you hee,

405385That frights the maidens of the Villageree,

406386Skim milke, and sometimes labour in the querne,

407387And bootlesse make the breathlesse huswife cherne,

408388And sometime make the drinke to beare no barme,

409389Misselead nightwanderers, laughing at their harme?

410390Those, that Hobgoblin call you, and sweete Puck,

411391You doe their worke, and they shall haue good luck.

412392Are not you hee?

413393Rob. Thou speakest aright; I am that merry wanderer of (the night.

415394I ieast to Oberon, and make him smile,

416395When I a fat and beane-fed horse beguile;

417396Neyghing, in likenesse of a filly fole,

418397And sometime lurke I in a gossippes bole,

419398In very likenesse of a rosted crabbe,

420399And when she drinkes, against her lips I bob,

421400And on her withered dewlop, poure the ale.

422401The wisest Aunt, telling the saddest tale,

423402Sometime, for three foote stoole, mistaketh mee:

424403Then slippe I from her bumme, downe topples she,

425404And tailour cryes, and falles into a coffe;

426405And then the whole Quire hould their hippes, and loffe,

427406And waxen in their myrth, and neeze, and sweare

428407A merrier hower was neuer wasted there.

429408But roome Faery: here comes Oberon.

430409Fa. And here, my mistresse. Would that he were gon.

434412Ob. Ill met by moonelight, proud Tytania.