Midsummer+Nights+Podcast

Four days bring in Another moon. But O, methink, how slow This old moon wanes!

Four nights will quickly dream away the time And then the moon, like to a silver bow.

The sealing-day betwixt my love and me

Swift as a shadow, short as any dream Brief as the lightning in the collied night.

If thou lovest me, then steal forth thy father's house.

Keep word Lysander; we must starve our sight From lover's food, till morrow deep midnight.

But masters here are you parts, and I mm to entreat you, request you, and desire you to con them by tomorrow night; and meet me in the palace woods, a mile without the town, by moonlight. There we will rehearse, for if we meet in the city, we shall be dogged with company, and our devices known.

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TITANIA: Come, now a roundel and a fairy song; Then, for the third part of a minute, hence; Some to kill 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. Sing me now asleep; Then to your offices and let me rest.

==**FAIRIES: ** == You spotted snakes with double tongue, Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen; Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong, Come not near our fairy queen. Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby: Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby. Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence! Beetles black, approach not near; Worm nor snail, do no offence. Philomel, with melody, & c.

Fairy: Hence, away! now all is well: One aloof stand sentinel.

OBERON What thou seest when thou dost wake, Do it for thy true-love take, 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.

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HELENA: On the first new moon to swear I love thee.

BOTTOM 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.

OBERON: By some illusion see thou bring her here: I'll charm his eyes against she do appear

OBERON What hast thou done? thou hast mistaken quite And laid the love-juice on some true-love's sight.

OBERON: Whose liquor hath this virtuous property, To take from thence all error with his might, And make his eyeballs roll with wonted sight. When they next wake, all this derision Shall seem a dream and fruitless vision, And back to Athens shall the lovers wend, With league whose date till death shall never end.

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