A Midsummer Night's Dream: Act 4, Scene 1
Enter Queen of Fairies [TITANIA] and Clown [BOTTOM],
and Fairies [PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH,
MUSTARDSEED, and other Fairies attending]; and the King
[OBERON] behind them [unseen].
1Come, sit thee down upon this flowery bed,
2While I thy amiable cheeks do coy,
3And stick musk-roses in thy sleek smooth head,
4And kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy.
7Scratch my head Peaseblossom. Where's
10Mounsieur Cobweb, good mounsieur, get you your
11weapons in your hand, and kill me a red-hipped
12humble-bee on the top of a thistle; and, good
13mounsieur, bring me the honey-bag. Do not fret
14yourself too much in the action, mounsieur; and,
15good mounsieur, have a care the honey-bag break not;
16I would be loath to have you overflown with a
17honey-bag, signior. Where's Mounsieur Mustardseed?
19Give me your neaf, Mounsieur Mustardseed. Pray you,
20leave your courtesy, good mounsieur.
21What's your Will?
22Nothing, good mounsieur, but to help
23Cavalery Cobweb to scratch. I must to the barber's,
24monsieur; for methinks I am marvellous hairy
25about the face; and I am such a tender ass, if my hair
26do but tickle me, I must scratch.
27What, wilt thou hear some music, my sweet love?
28I have a reasonable good ear in music. Let's have
29the tongs and the bones.
[Music. Tongs. Rural music.]
30Or say, sweet love, what thou desirest to eat.
31Truly, a peck of provender: I could munch
32your good dry oats. Methinks I have a great
33desire to a bottle of hay: good hay, sweet hay,
34hath no fellow.
35I have a venturous fairy that shall seek
36The squirrel's hoard, and fetch thee new nuts.
37I had rather have a handful or two of dried peas.
38But, I pray you, let none of your people stir me: I
39have an exposition of sleep come upon me.
40Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms.
41Fairies, begone, and be all ways away.
42So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle
43Gently entwist; the female ivy so
44Enrings the barky fingers of the elm.
45O, how I love thee! how I dote on thee!
Enter ROBIN GOODFELLOW [PUCK].
46Welcome, good Robin. See'st thou this sweet sight?
47Her dotage now I do begin to pity:
48For, meeting her of late behind the wood,
49Seeking sweet favors from this hateful fool,
50I did upbraid her and fall out with her;
51For she his hairy temples then had rounded
52With a coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;
53And that same dew, which sometime on the buds
54Was wont to swell like round and orient pearls,
55Stood now within the pretty flouriets' eyes
56Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail.
57When I had at my pleasure taunted her
58And she in mild terms begg'd my patience,
59I then did ask of her her changeling child;
60Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent
61To bear him to my bower in fairy land.
62And now I have the boy, I will undo
63This hateful imperfection of her eyes:
64And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp
65From off the head of this Athenian swain;
66That, he awaking when the other do,
67May all to Athens back again repair
68And think no more of this night's accidents
69But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
70But first I will release the fairy queen.
[Squeezes juice in her eyes.]
Be as thou wast wont to be;
See as thou wast wont to see:
Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower
Hath such force and blessed power.
75Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen.
76My Oberon! what visions have I seen!
77Methought I was enamour'd of an ass.
78There lies your love.
78How came these things to pass?
79O, how mine eyes do loathe his visage now!
80Silence awhile. Robin, take off this head.
81Titania, music call; and strike more dead
82Than common sleep of all these five the sense.
83Music, ho! music, such as charmeth sleep!
84Now, when thou wakest, with thine own fool's eyes peep.
85Sound, music! Come, my queen, take hands with me,
86And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.
87Now thou and I are new in amity,
88And will tomorrow midnight solemnly
89Dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly,
90And bless it to all fair prosperity:
91There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be
92Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity.
Fairy king, attend, and mark:
I do hear the morning lark.
Then, my queen, in silence sad,
Trip we after the night's shade:
We the globe can compass soon,
Swifter than the wandering moon.
Come, my lord, and in our flight
Tell me how it came this night
That I sleeping here was found
With these mortals on the ground.
Exeunt. Wind horn.
Enter THESEUS, [HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS,]
and all his train.
103Go, one of you, find out the forester;
104For now our observation is perform'd;
105And since we have the vaward of the day,
106My love shall hear the music of my hounds.
107Uncouple in the western valley; let them go:
108Dispatch, I say, and find the forester.
[Exit an Attendant.]
109We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top,
110And mark the musical confusion
111Of hounds and echo in conjunction.
112I was with Hercules and Cadmus once,
113When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear
114With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear
115Such gallant chiding: for, besides the groves,
116The skies, the fountains, every region near
117Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never heard
118So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
119My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind,
120So flew'd, so sanded, and their heads are hung
121With ears that sweep away the morning dew;
122Crook-knee'd, and dewlapp'd like Thessalian bulls;
123Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells,
124Each under each. A cry more tuneable
125Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn,
126In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly:
127Judge when you hear. But, soft! what nymphs are these?
128My lord, this' my daughter here asleep;
129And this, Lysander; this Demetrius is;
130This Helena, old Nedar's Helena:
131I wonder of their being here together.
132No doubt they rose up early to observe
133The rite of May, and hearing our intent,
134Came here in grace our solemnity.
135But speak, Egeus; is not this the day
136That Hermia should give answer of her choice?
137It is, my lord.
138Go, bid the huntsmen wake them with their horns.
[Exit an Attendant.] Shout within. Wind horns.
They all start up.
139Good morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is past:
140Begin these wood-birds but to couple now?
141Pardon, my lord.
141I pray you all, stand up.
142I know you two are rival enemies:
143How comes this gentle concord in the world,
144That hatred is so far from jealousy,
145To sleep by hate, and fear no enmity?
146My lord, I shall reply amazedly,
147Half sleep, half waking: but as yet, I swear,
148I cannot truly say how I came here;
149But, as I think,for truly would I speak,
150And now do I bethink me, so it is,
151I came with Hermia hither: our intent
152Was to be gone from Athens, where we might,
153Without the peril of the Athenian law,
154Enough, enough, my lord; you have enough:
155I beg the law, the law, upon his head.
156They would have stolen away; they would, Demetrius,
157Thereby to have defeated you and me,
158You of your wife and me of my consent,
159Of my consent that she should be your wife.
160My lord, fair Helen told me of their stealth,
161Of this their purpose hither to this wood;
162And I in fury hither follow'd them,
163Fair Helena in fancy following me.
164But, my good lord, I wot not by what power,
165But by some power it is,my love to Hermia,
166Melted as the snow, seems to me now
167As the remembrance of an idle gaud
168Which in my childhood I did dote upon;
169And all the faith, the virtue of my heart,
170The object and the pleasure of mine eye,
171Is only Helena. To her, my lord,
172Was I betroth'd ere I saw Hermia:
173But, like in sickness, did I loathe this food;
174But, as in health, come to my natural taste,
175Now I do wish it, love it, long for it,
176And will for evermore be true to it.
177Fair lovers, you are fortunately met:
178Of this discourse we more will hear anon.
179Egeus, I will overbear your will;
180For in the temple by and by with us
181These couples shall eternally be knit:
182And, for the morning now is something worn,
183Our purposed hunting shall be set aside.
184Away with us to Athens; three and three,
185We'll hold a feast in great solemnity.
[Exeunt THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train.]
187These things seem small and undistinguishable,
188Methinks I see these things with parted eye,
189When every thing seems double.
191And I have found Demetrius like a jewel,
192Mine own, and not mine own.
192Are you sure
193That we are awake? It seems to me
194That yet we sleep, we dream. Do not you think
195The duke was here, and bid us follow him?
196Yea; and my father.
197And he did bid us follow to the temple.
198Why, then, we are awake: let's follow him
199And by the way let us recount our dreams.
200When my cue comes, call
201me, and I will answer: my next is, "Most fair Pyramus."
202Heigh-ho! Peter Quince! Flute, the bellows-mender!
203Snout, the tinker! Starveling! God's my life,
204stol'n hence, and left me asleep! I have had a most
205rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of
206man to say what dream it was: man is but an ass,
207if he go about to expound this dream. Methought
208I wasthere is no man can tell what. Methought I
209was,and methought I had,but man is but a patch'd
210fool, if he will offer to say what methought I
211had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man
212hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his
213tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what
214my dream was. I will get Peter Quince to write a
215ballet of this dream: it shall be called Bottom's
216Dream, because it hath no bottom; and I will
217sing it in the latter end of a play, before the Duke.
218Peradventure, to make it the more gracious, I shall
219sing it at her death.