Obe. Tita. Now are frolic: not a mouse Shall disturb this hallow'd house : To sweep the dust behind the door. Enter OBERON and TITANIA with their train. Through the house give glimmering light, Every elf and fairy sprite Hop as light as bird from brier; And this ditty, after me, Sing, and dance it trippingly. First, rehearse your song by rote, To each word a warbling note: Hand in hand, with fairy grace, 400 Will we sing, and bless this place. [Song and dance. Obe. Now, until the break of day, Through this house each fairy stray. To the best bride-bed will we, Which by us shall blessed be; And the blots of Nature's hand 410 Despised in nativity, Shall upon their children be. 420 With this field-dew consecrate, Every fairy take his gait; And each several chamber bless, Through this palace, with sweet peace; And the owner of it blest Ever shall in safety rest. Trip away; make no stay; [Exeunt Oberon, Titania, and train. Puck. If we shadows have offended, 430 And, as I am an honest Puck, If we have unearned luck Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue, 440 We will make amends ere long; So, good night unto you all. Give me your hands, if we be friends, [Exit. SCENE: Partly at Venice, and partly at Belmont, the seat of Portia, on the Continent. АСТ І. SCENE I. Venice. A street. Enter ANTONIO, SALARINO and SALANIO. Ant. In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, Salar. Your mind is tossing on the ocean; That curtsy to them, do them reverence, As they fly by them with their woven wings. 10 Be with my hopes abroad. I should be still Salar And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks, And now worth nothing? Shall I have the thought Is sad to think upon his merchandise. Ant. Believe me, no: I thank my fortune for it, Ant. Fie, fie! 20 30 40 Salar. Not in love neither? Then let us say you are sad, Because you are not merry and 'twere as easy For you to laugh and leap and say you are merry, Because you are not sad. Now, by two-headed Janus, 50 Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time: Some that will evermore peep through their eyes And other of such vinegar aspect That they'll not show their teeth in way of smile, Enter BASSANIO, LORENZO, and GRATIANO. We leave you now with better company. Salar. I would have stay'd till I had made you merry, 60 If worthier friends had not prevented me. Ant. Your worth is very dear in my regard. I take it, your own business calls on you And you embrace the occasion to depart. Salar. Good morrow, my good lords. Bass. Good signiors, both, when shall we laugh? say, when? You grow exceeding strange must it be so? Salar. We'll make our leisures to attend on yours. [Exeunt Salarino and Salanio. Lor. My Lord Bassanio, since you have found Antonio, * We two will leave you but at dinner-time, I pray you, have in mind where we must meet. Gra. You look not well, Signior Antonio; Let me play the fool: Gra. Sleep when he wakes and creep into the jaundice And when I ope my lips let no dog bark !” That therefore only are reputed wise If they should speak, would almost damn those ears I'll tell thee more of this another time: Bu fish not, with this melancholy bait, Come, good Lorenzo. Fare ye well awhile: 70 80 90 100 |