The Dream

1. OBERON:
Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania.

TITANIA:
What, jealous Oberon! Fairies, skip hence:
I have forsworn his bed and company.

2. Fetch me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once:
The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid
Will make or man or woman madly dote
Upon the next live creature that it sees.

3. Ay, there it is.

4. What thou seest when thou dost wake
Do it for thy true love take.

5. A stranger Pyramus than e'er played here.

6. What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?

7. I pray thee gentle mortal, sing again.

8. Come, sit thee down upon this flowery bed,
While I thy amiable cheeks do coy,
And stick musk-roses in thy sleek smooth head,
And kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy.

9. My mistress with a monster is in love!

10. Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen.

11. My Oberon! what visions have I seen!
Methought I was enamour'd of an ass.

12.  If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumbered here
While these visions did appear.