A Midsommer nightes dreame.
15941532Tita. How came the
se things to pa
sse?
15951533O, how mine eyes doe loath his vi
sage now!
15961534Ob. Silence a while.
Robin, take o
ff this head:
15971535Titania, mu
sicke call, and
strike more dead
15981536Then common
sleepe: of all the
se,
fine the
sen
se.
15991537Ti. Mu
sick, howe mu
sick:
such as charmeth
sleepe.
16011538Rob. Now, when thou wak'
st, with thine own fools eyes
(peepe. 16031539Ob. Sound Mu
sick: come, my queen, take hands with me,
16041540And rocke the ground whereon the
se
sleepers be.
16051541Now, thou and I are new in amitie,
16061542And will to morrow midnight,
solemnely
16071543Daunce, in Duke
Theseus hou
se triumphantly,
16081544And ble
sse it to all faire pro
speritie.
16091545There
shall the paires of faithfull louers be
16101546Wedded, with
Theseus, all in iollitie.
16111547Rob. Fairy King, attend, and marke:
16131549Ob. Then my Queene, in
silence
sad,
16151551We, the Globe, can compa
sse
soone,
16161552Swifter then the wandring Moone.
16171553Tita. Come my Lord, and in our
flight,
16211556With the
se mortals on the ground.
Exeunt. VVinde horne. 16231557Enter Theseus and all his traine. 16241558The. Goe one of you,
finde out the forre
ster:
16251559For now our ob
seruation is performde.
16261560And
since we haue the vaward of the day,
16271561My loue
shall heare the mu
sicke of my hounds.
16281562Vncouple, in the we
sterne vallie, let them goe:
16291563Di
spatch I
say, and
finde the forre
ster.
16301564Wee will, faire Queene, vp to the mountaines toppe,
16311565And marke the mu
sicall confu
sion
16321566Of hounds and Echo in coniun
ction.
Hippol.