Shakespeare, William · published 1600 · first performed or written 1596 [1594-1596] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T55 Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desi typicality 0.80 · 475 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.
The Ploughman lost his sweat, and the green corn Hath rotten, ere his youth attained a beard: The fold stands empty, in the drowned field, And crows are fatted with the murrion flock. The nine men's Morris is filled up with mud: And the quaint Mazes, in the wanton green, For lack of tread, are undistinguishable. The human mortals want their winter here. No night is now with hymn or carol blessed. Therefore the Moon (the governess of floods) Pale in her anger, washes all the air; That Rheumatic diseases do abound. And, through this distemperature, we see The seasons alter: hoary headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the Crimson rose, And on old Hiems chin and Icy crown, An odorous Chaplet of sweet Summer buds Is, as in mockery, set. The Spring, the Summer, The childing Autumn, angry Winter change Their wont Liveries: and the mazed world, By their increase, now knows not which is which: And this same progeny of evils, Comes from our debate, from our dissension: We are their Parents and original. Do you amend it then: it lies in you. Why should Titania cross her Oberon? I do but beg a little Changeling boy, To be my Henchman. Set your heart at rest. The Fairy Land buys not the child of me▪ His mother was a Votress of my order: And in the spiced Indian air, by night, Full often hath she gossipped, by my side, And sat, with me on Neptune's yellow sands Marking th'embarked traders on the flood: When we have laughed to see the sails conceive, And grow big bellied, with the wanton wind: Which she, with pretty, and with swimming gate, Following (her womb then rich with my young squire) Would imitate, and sail upon the land, To fetch me trifles, and return again, As from a voyage, rich with merchandise. But she, being mortal, of that boy did die, And, for her sake, do I rear up her boy: And, for her sake, I will not part with him. How long, within this wood, intend you stay? Perchance, till after Theseus' wedding day. 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. Give me that boy, and I will go with thee. Not for thy Fairy kingdom. Fairy's away. We shall chide downright, if I longer stay. Well: go thy way. Thou shalt not from this grove, Till I torment thee, for this injury. My gentle Pucke come hither: thou remember'st, Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a Dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and hermonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song, And certaine stars shot madly from their Spheres, To hear the Sea-maids music. I remember.
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The Ploughman lost his sweat, and the greene corne Hath rotted, ere his youth attainde a bearde: The fold stands empty, in the drowned field, And crowes are fatted with the murrion flocke. The nine mens Morris is fild vp with mudde: And the queint Mazes, in the wanton greene, For lacke of tread, are vndistinguishable. The humane mortals want their winter heere. No night is now with hymne or carroll blest. Therefore the Moone (the gouernesse of floods) Pale in her anger, washes all the aire; That Rheumaticke diseases doe abound. And, thorough this distemperature, wee see The seasons alter: hoary headed frosts Fall in the fresh lappe of the Crymson rose, And on old Hyems chinne and Icy crowne, An odorous Chaplet of sweete Sommer buddes Is, as in mockery, set. The Spring, the Sommer, The childing Autumne, angry Winter change Their wonted Liueries: and the mazed worlde, By their increase, now knowes not which is which: And this same progeny of euils, Comes from our debate, from our dissention: We are their Parents and originall. Doe you amend it then: it lyes in you. Why should Titania crosse her Oberon? I doe but begge a little Changeling boy, To be my Henchman. Set your heart at rest. The Faiery Land buies not the childe of mee▪ His mother was a Votresse of my order: And in the spiced Indian ayer, by night, Full often hath she gossipt, by my side, And sat, with me on Neptunes yellow sands Marking th'embarked traders on the flood: When we haue laught to see the sailes conceaue, And grow bigge bellied, with the wanton winde: Which she, with prettie, and with swimming gate, Following (her wombe then rich with my young squire) Would imitate, and saile vpon the land, To fetch me trifles, and returne againe, As from a voyage, rich with marchandise. But she, being mortall, of that boy did dye, And, for her sake, doe I reare vp her boy: And, for her sake, I will not part with him. How long, within this wood, entend you stay? Perchaunce, till after Theseus wedding day. If you will patiently daunce in our Round, And see our Moonelight Reuelles, goe with vs: If not, shunne me, and I will spare your haunts. Giue mee that boy, and I will goe with thee. Not for thy Fairy kingdome. Fairies away. We shall chide downeright, if I longer stay. Well: goe thy way. Thou shalt not from this groue, Till I torment thee, for this iniury. My gentle Pucke come hither: thou remembrest, Since once I sat vpon a promontory, And heard a Meare maide, on a Dolphins backe, Vttering such dulcet and hermonious breath, That the rude sea grewe ciuill at her song, And cettaine starres shot madly from their Spheares, To heare the Sea-maids musicke. I remember.