Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1596 [1594-1596] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T55 Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desi · 476 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.
That would hang us every mother's son. I grant you friends, if that you should fright the Ladies out of their Wits, they would have no more discretion but to hang us: but I will aggravate my voice so, that I will roar you as gently as any sucking Dove; I will roar and 'twere any Nightingale. You can play no part but Pyramus, for Pyramus is a sweet-faced man, a proper man as one shall see in a summer's day; a most lovely Gentlemanlike man, therefore you must needs play Pyramus. Well, I will undertake it. What beard were I best to play it in? Why, what you will. I will discharge it, in either your straw-colour beard, your orange tawny beard, your purple in grain beard, or your French-crown coloured beard, your perfect yellow. Some of your French Crowns have no hair at all, and then you will play bare-faced. But masters here are your parts, and I am to entreat you, request you, and desire you, to con them by too morrow night: and meet me in the palace wood, a mile without the Town, by Moonlight, there we will rehearse: for if we meet in the City, we shallbe dogged with company, and our devices known. In the mean time, I will draw a bill of properties, such as our play wants. I pray you fail me not. We will meet, and there we may rehearse more obscenely and courageously. Take pains, be perfect, adieu. At the Duke's oak we meet. Enough, hold or cut bowstrings. How now spirit, whether wander you? Over hill, over dale, through bush, through briar, Over park, over pale, through flood, through fire, I do wander every where, swifter than the Moons sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, to due her orbs upon the green. The Cowslips tall, her pensioners be; In their gold coats, spots you see, Those be Rubies, Fairy savours, In those freckles, live their savours, I must go seek some dew drops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslips ear. Farewell thou Job of spirits, I'll be gone, Our Queen and all her Elves come here anon. The King doth keep his Revels here to night, Take heed the Queen come not within his sight, For Oberon is passing fell and wrath, Because that she, as her attendant, hath A lovely boy stolen from an Indian King, She never had so sweet a changeling, And jealous Oberon would have the child Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild. But she (perforce) withholds the loved boy, Crowns him with flowers, and makes him all her joy. And now they never meet in groue, or green, By fountain clear, or spangled starlight sheen, But they do square, that all their Elves for fear Creep into acorn cups and hide them there.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
That would hang vs euery mothers ſonne. I graunt you friends, if that you ſhould fright the Ladies out of their Wittes, they would haue no more diſcretion but to hang vs: but I will aggrauate my voyce ſo, that I will roare you as gently as any ſucking Doue; I will roare and 'twere any Nightingale. You can play no part but Piramus, for Piramus is a ſweet-fac'd man, a proper man as one ſhall ſee in a ſummers day; a moſt louely Gentleman-like man, therfore you muſt needs play Piramus. Well, I will vndertake it. What beard were I beſt to play it in? Why, what you will. I will diſcharge it, in either your ſtraw-colour beard, your orange tawnie beard, your purple in graine beard, or your French-crowne colour'd beard, your perfect yellow. Some of your French Crownes haue no haire at all, and then you will play bare-fac'd. But maſters here are your parts, and I am to intreat you, requeſt you, and deſire you, to con them by too morrow night: and meet me in the palace wood, a mile without the Towne, by Moone-light, there we will rehearſe: for if we meete in the Citie, we ſhalbe dog'd with company, and our deuiſes knowne. In the meane time, I wil draw a bil of properties, ſuch as our play wants. I pray you faile me not. We will meete, and there we may rehearſe more obſcenely and couragiouſly. Take paines, be perfect, adieu. At the Dukes oake we meete. Enough, hold or cut bow-ſtrings. How now ſpirit, whether wander you? Ouer hil, ouer dale, through buſh, through briar, Ouer parke, ouer pale, through flood, through fire, I do wander euerie where, ſwifter then ye Moons ſphere; And I ſerue the Fairy Queene, to dew her obs vpon the green. The Cowſlips tall, her penſioners bee; In their gold coats, ſpots you ſee, Thoſe be Rubies, Fairie ſauors, In thoſe freckles, liue their ſauors, I muſt go ſeeke ſome dew drops heere, And hang a pearle in euery cowſlips eare. Farewell thou Lob of ſpirits, Ile be gon, Our Queene and all her Elues come heere anon. The King doth keepe his Reuels here to night, Take heed the Queene come not within his ſight, For Oberon is paſsing fell and wrath, Becauſe that ſhe, as her attendant, hath A louely boy ſtolne from an Indian King, She neuer had ſo ſweet a changeling, And iealous Oberon would haue the childe Knight of his traine, to trace the Forreſts wilde. But ſhe (perforce) with-holds the loued boy, Crownes him with flowers, and makes him all her ioy. And now they neuer meete in goue, or greene, By fountaine cleere, or ſpangled ſtar-light ſheene, But they do ſquare, that all their Elues for feare Creepe into Acorne cups and hide them there.