Midsummer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare
Act 2 - Scene 1
A wood near Athens.
Puck : How now, spirit! whither wander you?
Fairy : Over hill, over dale,
[p]Thorough bush, thorough brier,
[p]Over park,
over pale,
[p]Thorough flood, thorough fire,
[p]I do wander
everywhere,
[p]Swifter than the moon's sphere;
[p]And I serve the
fairy queen,
[p]To dew her orbs upon the green.
[p]The cowslips tall
her pensioners be:
[p]In their gold coats spots you see;
[p]Those be
rubies, fairy favours,
[p]In those freckles live their savours:
[p]I
must go seek some dewdrops here
[p]And hang a pearl in every cowslip's
ear.
[p]Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone:
[p]Our queen and
all our elves come here anon.
Puck : The king doth keep his revels here to-night:
[p]Take heed the queen
come not within his sight;
[p]For Oberon is passing fell and
wrath,
[p]Because that she as her attendant hath
[p]A lovely boy,
stolen from an Indian king;
[p]She never had so sweet a
changeling;
[p]And jealous Oberon would have the child
[p]Knight of
his train, to trace the forests wild;
[p]But she perforce withholds
the loved boy,
[p]Crowns him with flowers and makes him all her
joy:
[p]And now they never meet in grove or green,
[p]By fountain
clear, or spangled starlight sheen,
[p]But, they do square, that all
their elves for fear
[p]Creep into acorn-cups and hide them there.
Fairy : Either I mistake your shape and making quite,
[p]Or else you are that
shrewd and knavish sprite
[p]Call'd Robin Goodfellow: are not you
he
[p]That frights the maidens of the villagery;
[p]Skim milk, and
sometimes labour in the quern
[p]And bootless make the breathless
housewife churn;
[p]And sometime make the drink to bear no
barm;
[p]Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?
[p]Those
that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck,
[p]You do their work, and they
shall have good luck:
[p]Are not you he?
Puck : Thou speak'st aright;
[p]I am that merry wanderer of the night.
[p]I
jest to Oberon and make him smile
[p]When I a fat and bean-fed horse
beguile,
[p]Neighing in likeness of a filly foal:
[p]And sometime lurk
I in a gossip's bowl,
[p]In very likeness of a roasted crab,
[p]And
when she drinks, against her lips I bob
[p]And on her wither'd dewlap
pour the ale.
[p]The wisest aunt, telling the saddest
tale,
[p]Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me;
[p]Then slip I
from her bum, down topples she,
[p]And 'tailor' cries, and falls into
a cough;
[p]And then the whole quire hold their hips and laugh,
[p]And
waxen in their mirth and neeze and swear
[p]A merrier hour was never
wasted there.
[p]But, room, fairy! here comes Oberon.
Fairy : And here my mistress. Would that he were gone!
Oberon : Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania.
Titania : What, jealous Oberon! Fairies, skip hence:
[p]I have forsworn his bed
and company.
Oberon : Tarry, rash wanton: am not I thy lord?
Titania : Then I must be thy lady: but I know
[p]When thou hast stolen away from
fairy land,
[p]And in the shape of Corin sat all day,
[p]Playing on
pipes of corn and versing love
[p]To amorous Phillida. Why art thou
here,
[p]Come from the farthest Steppe of India?
[p]But that,
forsooth, the bouncing Amazon,
[p]Your buskin'd mistress and your
warrior love,
[p]To Theseus must be wedded, and you come
[p]To give
their bed joy and prosperity.
Oberon : How canst thou thus for shame, Titania,
[p]Glance at my credit with
Hippolyta,
[p]Knowing I know thy love to Theseus?
[p]Didst thou not
lead him through the glimmering night
[p]From Perigenia, whom he
ravished?
[p]And make him with fair AEgle break his faith,
[p]With
Ariadne and Antiopa?
Titania : These are the forgeries of jealousy:
[p]And never, since the middle
summer's spring,
[p]Met we on hill, in dale, forest or mead,
[p]By
paved fountain or by rushy brook,
[p]Or in the beached margent of the
sea,
[p]To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind,
[p]But with thy
brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.
[p]Therefore the winds, piping
to us in vain,
[p]As in revenge, have suck'd up from the
sea
[p]Contagious fogs; which falling in the land
[p]Have every
pelting river made so proud
[p]That they have overborne their
continents:
[p]The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in
vain,
[p]The ploughman lost his sweat, and the green corn
[p]Hath
rotted ere his youth attain'd a beard;
[p]The fold stands empty in the
drowned field,
[p]And crows are fatted with the murrion flock;
[p]The
nine men's morris is fill'd up with mud,
[p]And the quaint mazes in
the wanton green
[p]For lack of tread are undistinguishable:
[p]The
human mortals want their winter here;
[p]No night is now with hymn or
carol blest:
[p]Therefore the moon, the governess of floods,
[p]Pale
in her anger, washes all the air,
[p]That rheumatic diseases do
abound:
[p]And thorough this distemperature we see
[p]The seasons
alter: hoary-headed frosts
[p]Far in the fresh lap of the crimson
rose,
[p]And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown
[p]An odorous chaplet of
sweet summer buds
[p]Is, as in mockery, set: the spring, the
summer,
[p]The childing autumn, angry winter, change
[p]Their wonted
liveries, and the mazed world,
[p]By their increase, now knows not
which is which:
[p]And this same progeny of evils comes
[p]From our
debate, from our dissension;
[p]We are their parents and original.
Oberon : Do you amend it then; it lies in you:
[p]Why should Titania cross her
Oberon?
[p]I do but beg a little changeling boy,
[p]To be my
henchman.
Titania : Set your heart at rest:
[p]The fairy land buys not the child of
me.
[p]His mother was a votaress of my order:
[p]And, in the spiced
Indian air, by night,
[p]Full often hath she gossip'd by my
side,
[p]And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands,
[p]Marking the
embarked traders on the flood,
[p]When we have laugh'd to see the
sails conceive
[p]And grow big-bellied with the wanton wind;
[p]Which
she, with pretty and with swimming gait
[p]Following,--her womb then
rich with my young squire,--
[p]Would imitate, and sail upon the
land,
[p]To fetch me trifles, and return again,
[p]As from a voyage,
rich with merchandise.
[p]But she, being mortal, of that boy did
die;
[p]And for her sake do I rear up her boy,
[p]And for her sake I
will not part with him.
Oberon : How long within this wood intend you stay?
Titania : Perchance till after Theseus' wedding-day.
[p]If you will patiently
dance in our round
[p]And see our moonlight revels, go with us;
[p]If
not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts.
Oberon : Give me that boy, and I will go with thee.
Titania : Not for thy fairy kingdom. Fairies, away!
[p]We shall chide downright,
if I longer stay.
Oberon : Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from this grove
[p]Till I torment
thee for this injury.
[p]My gentle Puck, come hither. Thou
rememberest
[p]Since once I sat upon a promontory,
[p]And heard a
mermaid on a dolphin's back
[p]Uttering such dulcet and harmonious
breath
[p]That the rude sea grew civil at her song
[p]And certain
stars shot madly from their spheres,
[p]To hear the sea-maid's music.
Puck : I remember.
Oberon : That very time I saw, but thou couldst not,
[p]Flying between the cold
moon and the earth,
[p]Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took
[p]At a
fair vestal throned by the west,
[p]And loosed his love-shaft smartly
from his bow,
[p]As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts;
[p]But
I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft
[p]Quench'd in the chaste beams
of the watery moon,
[p]And the imperial votaress passed on,
[p]In
maiden meditation, fancy-free.
[p]Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid
fell:
[p]It fell upon a little western flower,
[p]Before milk-white,
now purple with love's wound,
[p]And maidens call it
love-in-idleness.
[p]Fetch me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee
once:
[p]The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid
[p]Will make or man
or woman madly dote
[p]Upon the next live creature that it
sees.
[p]Fetch me this herb; and be thou here again
[p]Ere the
leviathan can swim a league.
Puck : I'll put a girdle round about the earth
[p]In forty minutes.
Oberon : Having once this juice,
[p]I'll watch Titania when she is
asleep,
[p]And drop the liquor of it in her eyes.
[p]The next thing
then she waking looks upon,
[p]Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or
bull,
[p]On meddling monkey, or on busy ape,
[p]She shall pursue it
with the soul of love:
[p]And ere I take this charm from off her
sight,
[p]As I can take it with another herb,
[p]I'll make her render
up her page to me.
[p]But who comes here? I am invisible;
[p]And I
will overhear their conference.
Demetrius : I love thee not, therefore pursue me not.
[p]Where is Lysander and
fair Hermia?
[p]The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me.
[p]Thou
told'st me they were stolen unto this wood;
[p]And here am I, and wode
within this wood,
[p]Because I cannot meet my Hermia.
[p]Hence, get
thee gone, and follow me no more.
Helena : You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant;
[p]But yet you draw not iron,
for my heart
[p]Is true as steel: leave you your power to draw,
[p]And
I shall have no power to follow you.
Demetrius : Do I entice you? do I speak you fair?
[p]Or, rather, do I not in
plainest truth
[p]Tell you, I do not, nor I cannot love you?
Helena : And even for that do I love you the more.
[p]I am your spaniel; and,
Demetrius,
[p]The more you beat me, I will fawn on you:
[p]Use me but
as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me,
[p]Neglect me, lose me; only
give me leave,
[p]Unworthy as I am, to follow you.
[p]What worser
place can I beg in your love,--
[p]And yet a place of high respect
with me,--
[p]Than to be used as you use your dog?
Demetrius : Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit;
[p]For I am sick when I do
look on thee.
Helena : And I am sick when I look not on you.
Demetrius : You do impeach your modesty too much,
[p]To leave the city and commit
yourself
[p]Into the hands of one that loves you not;
[p]To trust the
opportunity of night
[p]And the ill counsel of a desert place
[p]With
the rich worth of your virginity.
Helena : Your virtue is my privilege: for that
[p]It is not night when I do see
your face,
[p]Therefore I think I am not in the night;
[p]Nor doth
this wood lack worlds of company,
[p]For you in my respect are all the
world:
[p]Then how can it be said I am alone,
[p]When all the world is
here to look on me?
Demetrius : I'll run from thee and hide me in the brakes,
[p]And leave thee to the
mercy of wild beasts.
Helena : The wildest hath not such a heart as you.
[p]Run when you will, the
story shall be changed:
[p]Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the
chase;
[p]The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind
[p]Makes speed
to catch the tiger; bootless speed,
[p]When cowardice pursues and
valour flies.
Demetrius : I will not stay thy questions; let me go:
[p]Or, if thou follow me, do
not believe
[p]But I shall do thee mischief in the wood.
Helena : Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field,
[p]You do me mischief. Fie,
Demetrius!
[p]Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex:
[p]We cannot
fight for love, as men may do;
[p]We should be wood and were not made
to woo.
[p][Exit DEMETRIUS]
[p]I'll follow thee and make a heaven of
hell,
[p]To die upon the hand I love so well.
Oberon : Fare thee well, nymph: ere he do leave this grove,
[p]Thou shalt fly
him and he shall seek thy love.
[p][Re-enter PUCK]
[p]Hast thou the
flower there? Welcome, wanderer.
Puck : Ay, there it is.
Oberon : I pray thee, give it me.
[p]I know a bank where the wild thyme
blows,
[p]Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
[p]Quite
over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
[p]With sweet musk-roses and
with eglantine:
[p]There sleeps Titania sometime of the
night,
[p]Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;
[p]And
there the snake throws her enamell'd skin,
[p]Weed wide enough to wrap
a fairy in:
[p]And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes,
[p]And
make her full of hateful fantasies.
[p]Take thou some of it, and seek
through this grove:
[p]A sweet Athenian lady is in love
[p]With a
disdainful youth: anoint his eyes;
[p]But do it when the next thing he
espies
[p]May be the lady: thou shalt know the man
[p]By the Athenian
garments he hath on.
[p]Effect it with some care, that he may
prove
[p]More fond on her than she upon her love:
[p]And look thou
meet me ere the first cock crow.
Puck : Fear not, my lord, your servant shall do so.
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