IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 1.0 1.1 m £f t& 12.0 u 2.5 2.2 1^ U4 I m I^otographJc .Sciences Carporation ^^ O Hy mSM MA!N STMIT WIIISi&ii,N.Y. 145M (716) •73-4903 4fS o^ .<^ I am that merry wanderer of the night. I jest to Oberon, and make him smile, When I a fat and beanfed horse beguile, Neighing in likeness of a filly foal : And sometime lurk I ia a gossip's bowl, In very likeness of a roasted crab ; And when she drinks, against her lips I bob And on her withered dewlap pour the ale . The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale. Sometime for three-foot stool mi stake th me ; Then slip I from her form ; down topples she, And * tailor' cries, and falls into a cough ; And then the wtole quire hold their hips and laugh ; And w^axen in their mirth, and neeze,' and swear A merrier hour was never wasted there; But, room, fairy ! here comes Oberon. Fai, And here my mistress. Would that he were gone ! Eite"-, to musk (the first 18j)ars of the "Fairy March," without repeats,) Oberov, with his train L. ; Titania, with hers, R. . 11 Obe, III met by moonlight, proud Titan ia. Tita. What, jealous Oberon ! Fairies, skip hence • I have forsworn his bed and company. Obe. Tarry, rash wanton ! am not I thy lord ? Why should Titania cross her Oberon ? I do but beg a little changeling boy, To be my henchman. Tita. Set your heart at rest : The fairy land buys not the child of me. His mother was a votaress of my order : And, in the spiced Indian air, by night, I Full often hath she goasip'd by my side ; And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands ; > • And for her sake do I rear up her boy : And for her sake I will not part with him. If you will patiently dance in our round. And see our moonlight revels, go with us. If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts. Obe. Give me that boy, and I will go with thee. Tita. Not for thy fairy kingdom. Fairies, away ! We shall chide downright, if I longer stay. [Exit Titania with her train R. \ Obe. Well, go thy way : thou shalt not from this grove lit <1 Till I torment thee for this injury. My gentle Puck, come hither ■"Wv"^ • • Fetch me that flower ; the herb I shew'd thee once: The maidens call it Love-in-idleness. The juice of it on sleeping eyelids laid Will make or man or woman madly dote Upon the next live creature that it sees. Fetch me this herb ; and be thou here again Ere the leviathan can swim a league. Puck. I'll put a girdle round about the earth In forty minutes. \Exit i>. Ohe, Having once this juice, I'll watch Titania when she is asleep, And drop the liquor of it in her eyes. The next thing then she waking looks upon, Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull, On meddling monkey, or on busy ape. She shall pursue it with the soul of love : And ere I take this charm from off her sight, As I can take it with another herb, I'll make her render up her page to me. K Be-enter Pack l. Hast thou the flower there ? Welcome, wanderer. , -gTt- f^ 13 Puck. Ay, there it is. Obe, I pray thee, give it me. I know a bank whei eon the wild thyme blows ; Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with lush woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine : There sleeps Titania some time of the night, Luird in these flowers with dances and delight ; Andthere the snake throws her enamell'd skin. Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in : And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes, And make her full of hateful fantasies. [Exeunt l CURTAIN. THE SCHERZO. Scene II.— A Sylvan Glade. Night. Fairies enter r. and l. to the music of the "Fairy March." (played through,) At its cose^ enter Titania with her train, at back. Tit a. Come, now a roundel and a fairy song ; Then, for the third part of a minute, hence ; Some to till cankers in the musk-rose buds ; Some war with rere-mice for their leathern wings, To make my small elves coats ; and some keep back The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots and wonders At our quaint spirits. {^Exeunt some fairies R. and L.) Sing me now asleep ; Then to your offices, and let me rest. Song. First Fairy. You spotted snakes with double tongue, Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen ; Newts and blind- worms, do no wrong ; Come not near our fairy queen. * *■ t lt> MiiiiiiiiihitaaBI •r ► 15 Chorus. Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby ; Lnlla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, luUa, lullaby : Never harm, Nor spell, nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh ; So, good nigh^, with lullaby. First Fairy. Weaving spiders, corae not here ; Hence, you long-legged spmners, hence ! Beetles black, approach not near ; Worm nor snail, do not offence. Chorus. Philomel, with melody, »fec. Sec, Fairy, Hence, away ! now all is well : One aloof stand sentinel. [Exeunt Fairies R. andh. Titania sleeps at hack R. c. Enter Oheron at hack r.; he sqiceezes the flower on Titania's eyelids. Ole. What thou seest when thou dost wake, Do it for thy true-love take : W^HH 16 Love and languish for his sake : Be it ounce, or cat, or bear, Pard, or boar with bristled hair, In thy eye that shall appear, When thou wakest, it is thy dear. Wake when some vile thing is near. [Exit back R. ^f CURTAIN, THE «< INTERMEZZO. »» ' > .''li I 17 Aot 111. Scene i. — The same. Titania lying asleep at back R. c. Fairies enter, group and pose to the music of the "NOTTURNO " \^At the close of the march, exeunt fairies l and r. Enter Quince, Snug, Bottom, Flate^ Snout, and Starveling l. I Bot. Are we all met ? j Qidn. Pat, pat ; and here's a marvellous conven- ient place for our rehearsal. This green plot shall be our stage, this hawthorn-brake our tiring house ; and we will do it in action as we will do it before the duke. Bot Peter Quince, — * Quin^ What sayest thou, Bully Bottom ? BoL There are things in this comedy of Pyramus and Thisby that will never please. First, Pyramus must draw a sword to kill himself ; which the ladies cannot abide. How answer j you that ? 18 Snout. By'r lakin, a parlous fear. Star. I believe we must leave the killing out, when all is done. Bot. Not a whit ; I have a device to make all well. Write me a prorogue ; and let the pro- logue K^eem to say, we will do no harm with our swordw, and that Pyrarnus is not killed indeed ; and, for the more better assurance, tell them that 1 Py ramus am not Fy ramus, but Bottom the weaver ; this* will put them out of fear. Quin. Well, we will have such a prologue ; and it shall be written in eight and six. Bot. No, make it two more ; let it be written in eight and eight. Snout, Will not the ladies bs afeard of the lion ? Star. I fear it, I promise you. Bot. Masters, you ought to considc^r with your- selves; to bring in,— God shield us !— a lion among ladies, is a most dreadful thing ; foi' there is not a more fearful wild-fowl than your lion living : and we ought to look to*t. Snout. Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion. Bot. Nay, you must name his name, and half his face must be seen through the lion's neck ; and he himself must speak through, saying thus, or i' m '\s at every turn. [Exit R. Bot. Why do they run away ? this is knavery of them to make me afeard. Reenter Snout r. Snout, O Bottom, thou are changed ! what do I see on thee 1 Bot. What do you see ? you see an ass head of your own, do you 1 [^Exit Snout L Re enter Quince, r. Quin, Bless thee, Bottom I bless thee ! thou art translated. [Exit l. ^ y 4 ■dMUmMa 23 , ^ Bot. I see their knavery : this is to make an ass of me ; to fright me, if they could. But I will not stir from this place, do what they can : I will walk up and down here, and I will sing, that they shall hear I am not afraid. The ousel cock so black of hue, With orange-tawny bill, The throstle with his note so true, The wren with little quill ; Tita. [Awaking] What angel wakes me from my flowery bed ? Bot, [Sings] The finch, the sparrow, and the lark, The plain-song cuckoo gray. Whose note full many a man doth mark, And dares not answer nay ; — for, indeed, who would s'^t his wit to so foolish a bird ] who would give a bird the lie, though he cry *cuckoo' never so 1 Tita, I pray thee, gentle mortal, sirg again : Mine ear is much enamour 'd of thy note ; So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape ; And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move me, On the first view, to say, to swear, I love ihee wmviiwwM B an 24 Bot, Methinks mistress, you should have little repson for that: and yet, to say the truth, , reason and love keep little company together now-adays. The more the pity that some honest neighbours wiJl not make them fi lends. Nay , I can gleek (a) upon occasion. Tita» Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful. Bot, Not so, neither ; but if I had wit enough to get out of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn. Tiat Out of this wood do not desire to go : Thou shalt remain here, whether thou wilt or no. I am a spirit of no common rate : The summer still doth tend upon my state ; And I do love thee : therefore, go with me. I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee ; And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep, And sing, while thou on pressed flowers dost sleep : And I will purge thy mortal grosaness so. That thou shalt like an airy spirit go. Peaseblossom 1 Cobweb ! Moth ! and Mustard- seed ! Unter Peaseblossom, Cobweb, Moth, and Mustard- ] (a) joke. seed, L. 2 e. 25 i First Fai. Ready. Sec, Fai. And I. Third Fai. And I. Fourth Fai. And I. All. W here shall we go 1 Tita. Be kind and courteous to this gentleman ; Hop in his walks, and gambol in his eyes ; Feed him with apricocks and dowbeiries, With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries. The honey- bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night tapers crop their waxen thigha. And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have ray love to bed, and to arise ; And pluck the wings from painted butterflies^ To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes : Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies. First Fai. Hail, mortal ! Sec. Fai. Hail ! » IhirdFai. Hail! Fourth Fai. Hail ! Bot. I cry your worships mercy, heartily : I be- seech your worship's name. Coh. Cobweb. Bot. I shall desire you of more acquaintance, good Master Cobweb : if I cut my finger, I shall make bold with you. Your name, honest gentleman 1 26 Peas. Peaseblo330m. Bot. I pray you, commend me to Mrs. Squash, your mother, and to Master Peascod, your father. Good Master Peaseblossom, T shall desire you of more acquaintance too. Your name, 1 beseech you, sir ? Mu8. Mustardseed. Bot, Good Master Mustardseed, I know your pati ence well : that same cowardly, giant-like ox- beef hath devoured many a gentleman of your house : I promise you your kindred hath made my eyes water ere now. I desire your more acquaintance, good Master Mustardseed. Tita, Come, wait upon him; lead him to my bower. The moon me thinks looks with a watery eye; And when she weeps, weeps every little flower, Lamenting some enforced chastity. Tie up my love's tongue, bring him silently. [Exeunt l. 2 e. FAIRY BALLETS CURTAIN, / MMMBSStcrbiiMMMHtlMli^^M ttmttm Repeat latt 14 bars ofihe *'Nottuiino" /\ot I\/. Scene I.— The same. Morning. Enter Titania and Bottom, R. 2 e, Peasehlossom^ Cobweb, Moth, Mustardseed^ and other Fairies attending, R. & l.; Oberon behind, unseen, Tita, Come, sit thee down upon this flowery bed While I thy amiable cheeks do coy, And stick musk-roses in thy sleek, smooth head, And kiss thy fair large ears, ray gentle joy. BoL Where's Peaseblossom ? Peas. Ready. Bot, Scratch my head, PeaseblosEom. Where's Mounsienr Cobweb ? Cob. Ready. Bat. Mounsieur Cobweb, good mounsieur, get you your weapons in yonr hand, and kill me a red-hipped humble-bee on the top of a thistle ; and, good mounsieur, bring me the houay-bag. Do not fret yourself too much in the action, mounsieur ; and, good moun- sieur, have a care the honey-bag break not ; 1 MMMM 28 would he loth to have you overflown with a honey-bag, signior. Where's Mounsieur Mustardseed ? Mus, Ready. Bot Give me your neif, (b) Mounsieur Mustard- seed. Pray you, have your courtesy, good mounsieur. Mus, What's your will ? Bot. Nothing, good mounsieur, but to help Cavalery Cobweb to scratch. I must to the barber's, mounsieur; for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face ; and I am such a tender ass, if my hair do but tickle me, I must scratch. Ti(a. What, will thou hear some music, my sweet love? Bot, I have a reasonable good ear in music. Let's have the tongs and the bones. Tita. Or say, sweet love, what thou desirest to eat. Bot. Truly, a peck of provender: I could munch your good dry oats. Methinks I have a great desire to a bottle of hay : good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow. Tita. I have a venturous fairy that shall seek ""he squirrel's hoard, and fetch thee new nuts. i» \ ^^^^^^^^^^^" '■■" ■■' " — SJ^SS^S^HIIWI BoU I bad rather have a handful or two of dried peas. But, I pray you, let none of yourpeople ^^ stir me: I have an exposition of sleep come upon me. Tita, Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms. Fairies, begone, and be all ways away. [Exeunt Fairies R. &l l- So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle Gently entwist ; the female ivy so Enrings the barky fingers of the elm. O, how I love thee ! how I dote on thee ! [They sleep* Enter Fuck, Obe, [Advancing] Welcome, good Robin. See'st thou this sweet sight ? Her dotage now I do begin to pity ; For, meeting her of late behind the wood, Seeking sweet savours for this hateful fool, ^-^ I did upbraid her, and fall out with her ; For she his hairy temples then had rounded With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers ; And that same dew, which sometime on the buds Was wont to swell like round and orient pearls Stood now within the pretty flowerots' eyes. Like tears, that did their own disgrace bewail. When I had at my pleasure taunt-ed her. . ^■wiipwy^pwww 30 And she in mild terms begg'd my patience, I then did ask of her her changeling child : * Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent To bear him to my bower in fairy land; And now T have the boy, T will undo This hateful imperfection of her eyes : And gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp From off the head of this Athenian swain ; That, he, awaking, back to Athens go And think no more of this night's accidents, But as the fierce vexation of a dream. But first I will release the fairy queen. (touches her eyes with herh.) Be as thou wast wont to be ; See as th u wast wont to see : Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower Hath such force and blessed power. Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen t Tita, {Awaking) My Oberon ! what visions have I seen ! Methought I was enamoured of an ass. Ohe. There lies your love. Tita, How came these things to pass ? 0, how mine eyes do loathe his visage now ! Obe, Silence awhile. Robin, take off this head. ( Puck takes of ass's head gently, ) Titania, music call ; £» • .! 5=E ■■. ■■'■"'■■ liHlliM «»• 31 Tito, Music, ho ! music, such as charmeth sleep ; [Afnsic, Pttck Now, when thou wak'st, with thine own fool's eyes peep. Obe. Sound, music ! Come, my queen, take hands with me. And rock the ground whereon this sleeper be. Now, thou and I are new in amity. Picck, Fairy king, attend, and mark : I do hear the morning lark. Obe. Then, my queen in silence sad, Trip we after the night's shade : We the globe can compass soon. Swifter than the wandering moon. Tita. Come, my lord ; and in our fl'ght, Tell me how it came this night, That I sleeping here was found With this mortal on the ground. [Thei/ go up stage and stand c. while the fairies move past them in procession^ to the music of the "Wedding March." [Tableau, CURTAIN. THE END. w i) Printed at the Free Press Office, OTTAWA, CAX. I r^