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 0.82 · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.
Truly a peck of provender. I could munch your good dry Oats. Me thinks, I have a great desire to a bottle of hay. Good hay, sweet hay hath no fellow. I have a venturous Fairy, that shall seek the Squirrels hoard, And fetch thee new nuts. I had rather have a handful, or two of dried pease▪ But, I pray you▪ let none of your people stir me: I have an exposition of sleep come upon me. Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms. Fairy's be gone, and be always away. So doth the woodbine, the sweet Honeysuckle, Gently entwist: the female luy so Enrings the barky fingers of the Elm. O how I love thee! how I dote on thee! Welcome good Robin. Seest thou this sweet sight? Her dotage now I do begin to pity. For meeting her of late, behind the wood, Seeking sweet favours for this hateful fool, I did upbraid her, and fall out with her. For she his hairy temples than 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 flouriets eyes, Like tears, that did their own disgrace be wail. When I had, at my pleasure, taunted her, And she, in mild terms, begged my patience, I then did ask of her, her changeling child: Which strait she gave me, and her Fairy sent To bear him, to my bower, in Fairy land. And now I have the boy, I will undo This hateful imperfection of her eyes. And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp, From of the head of this Athenian swain; That he, awaking when the other do, May all to Athens back again repair, 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. Be, as thou wast wont to be: See, as thou wast wont to see. Diane's bud, or Cupid's flower, Hath such force, and blessed power. Now, my Titania, wake you, my sweet Queen. My Oberon, what visions have I seen! Me thought I was enamoured of an Ass. There lies your love. How came these things to pass? O, how mine eyes do loath his visage now! Silence a while. Robin, take off this head: Titania, music call, and strike more dead Then common sleep: of all these, fine the sense. Music, how music: such as charmeth sleep. Now, when thou wakest, with thine own fools eyes peep. Sound Music: come, my queen, take hands with me, And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be. Now, thou and I are new in amity, And will to morrow midnight, solemnly Dance, in Duke Theseus house triumphantly, And bless it to all fair prosperity. There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity.
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Truely a pecke of prouander. I could mounch your good dry Oates. Me thinkes, I haue a great desire to a bottle of hay. Good hay, sweete hay hath no fellow. I haue a venturous Fairy, that shall seeke the Squirils hoord, And fetch thee newe nuts. I had rather haue a handfull, or two of dryed pease▪ But, I pray you▪ let none of your people stirre me: I haue an exposition of sleepe come vpon mee. Sleepe thou, and I will winde thee in my armes. Faieries be gon, and be alwaies away. So doth the woodbine, the sweete Honisuckle, Gently entwist: the female luy so Enrings the barky fingers of the Elme. O how I loue thee! how I dote on thee! Welcome good Robin. Seest thou this sweete sight? Her dotage now I doe beginne to pittie. For meeting her of late, behinde the wood, Seeking sweete fauours for this hatefull foole, I did vpbraid her, and fall out with her. For she his hairy temples then had rounded, With coronet offresh and fragrant flowers. And that same deawe which sometime on the buddes, Was wont to swell, like round and orient pearles; Stood now within the pretty flouriets eyes, Like teares, that did their owne disgrace be waile. When I had, at my pleasure, taunted her, And she, in milde tearmes, begd my patience, I then did aske of her, her changeling childe: Which straight she gaue mee, and her Fairy sent To beare him, to my bower, in Fairie land. And now I haue the boy, I will vndoe This hatefull imperfection of her eyes. And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalpe, From of the heade of this Athenian swaine; That hee, awaking when the other do, May all to Athens backe againe repaire, And thinke no more of this nights accidents, But as the fearce vexation of a dreame. But first I will release the Fairy Queene. Be, as thou wast wont to bee: See, as thou wast wont to see. Dians budde, or Cupids flower, Hath such force, and blessed power. Now, my Titania, wake you, my sweete Queene. My Oberon, what visions haue I seene! Me thought I was enamourd of an Asse. There lyes your loue. How came these things to passe? O, how mine eyes doe loath his visage now! Silence a while. Robin, take off this head: Titania, musicke call, and strike more dead Then common sleepe: of all these, fine the sense. Musick, howe musick: such as charmeth sleepe. Now, when thou wak'st, with thine own fools eyes peepe. Sound Musick: come, my queen, take hands with me, And rocke the ground whereon these sleepers be. Now, thou and I are new in amitie, And will to morrow midnight, solemnely Daunce, in Duke Theseus house triumphantly, And blesse it to all faire prosperitie. There shall the paires of faithfull louers be Wedded, with Theseus, all in iollitie.