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 · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.
Fairy King, attend, and mark: I do hear the morning Lark. Then my Queen, in silence sad, Trippe we after 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. Go one of you, find out the forester: For now our observation is performed. And since we have the vaward of the day, My love shall hear the music of my hounds. Uncouple, in the western valley, let them go: Dispatch I say, and find the forester. We will, fair Queen, up to the mountainestoppe, And mark the musical confusion Of hounds and Echo in conjunction. I was with Hercules and Cadmus, once, When in a wood of Crete they bayed the Bear, With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear Such gallant chiding. For besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seem all one mutual cry. I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder. My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind: So flew'd, so sanded: and their heads are hung With ears, that sweep away the morning dew, Crook kneed, and deawlapt, like Thessalian Bulls: Slow in pursuit; but matched in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tunable Was never ed to, nor cheered with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly. judge when you hear. But soft. What nymphs are these? My Lord, this my daughter here a sleep, And this Lysander, this Demetrius is, This Helena, old Nedars Helena. I wonder of their being here together. No doubt, they rose up early, to observe The right of May: and hearing our intent, Came here, in grace of our solemnity. But speak, Egeus, is not this the day, That Hermia should give answer of her choice? It is, my Lord. Go, bid the huntsinen wake them with their horns. Good morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is passed. Begin these wood birds but to couple, now? Pardon, my Lord. I pray you all, stand up. I know, you two are Rival enemies. How comes this gentle concord in the world, That hatred is so far from jealousy, To sleep by hate, and fear no enmity, My Lord, I shall reply amazedly, Half sleep, half waking, But, as yet, I swear, I cannot truly say how I came here. But as I think (for truly would I speak) And now I do bethink me, so it is; I came with Hermia, hither. Our intent Was to be gone from Athens: where we might Without the peril of the Athenian law, Enough, enough my Lord: you have enough. I beg the law, the law, upon his head: They would have stolen away, they would, Demetrius, Thereby to have defeated you and me: You of your wife, and me, of my consent: Of my consent, that she should be your wife.
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Fairy King, attend, and marke: I do heare the morning Larke. Then my Queene, in silence sad, Trippe we after nights shade: We, the Globe, can compasse soone, Swifter then the wandring Moone. 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. Goe one of you, finde out the forrester: For now our obseruation is performde. And since we haue the vaward of the day, My loue shall heare the musicke of my hounds. Vncouple, in the westerne vallie, let them goe: Dispatch I say, and finde the forrester. Wee will, faire Queene, vp to the mountainestoppe, And marke the musicall confusion Of hounds and Echo in coniunction. I was with Hercules and Cadmus, once, When in a wood of Creete they bayed the Beare, With hounds of Sparta: neuer did I heare Such gallant chiding. For besides the groues, The skyes, the fountaines, euery region neare Seeme all one mutuall cry. I neuer heard So musicall a discord, such sweete thunder. My hounds are bred out of the Spartane kinde: So flew'd, so sanded: and their heads are hung VVith eares, that sweepe away the morning deawe, Crooke kneed, and deawlapt, like Thessalian Buls: Slowe in pursuit; but matcht in mouth like bels, Each vnder each. A cry more tunable Was neuer hollowd to, nor cheerd with horne, In Creete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly. Iudge when you heare. But soft. What nymphes are these? My Lord, this my daughter heere a sleepe, And this Lysander, this Demetrius is, This Helena, old Nedars Helena. I wonder of their being here together. No doubt, they rose vp earely, to obserue The right of May: and hearing our intent, Came heere, in grace of our solemnitie. But speake, Egeus, is not this the day, That Hermia should giue answer of her choyce? It is, my Lord. Goe, bid the huntsinen wake them with their hornes. Good morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is past. Begin these wood birds but to couple, now? Pardon, my Lord. I pray you all, stand vp. I know, you two are Riuall enemies. How comes this gentle concord in the worlde, That hatred is so farre from iealousie, To sleepe by hate, and feare no enmitie, My Lord, I shal reply amazedly, Halfe sleepe, halfe waking, But, as yet, I sweare, I cannot truely say how I came here. But as I thinke (for truely would I speake) And now I doe bethinke mee, so it is; I came with Hermia, hither. Our intent Was to be gon from Athens: where we might Without the perill of the Athenian lawe, Enough, enough my Lord: you haue enough. I begge the law, the law, vpon his head: They would haue stolne away, they would, Demetrius, Thereby to haue defeated you and me: You of your wife, and mee, of my consent: Of my consent, that she should be your wife.