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The wood. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA, lying asleep
and other FAIRIES attending; OBERON behind, unseen TITANIA Come, sit thee down
upon this flow’ry 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.

BOTTOM Where’s Peaseblossom? PEASEBLOSSOM Ready.
BOTTOM Scratch my head, Peaseblossom.

Where’s Mounsieur Cobweb? COBWEB

BOTTOM Mounsieur Cobweb; good mounsieur, get you your weapons in your hand
and kill me a red-hipp’d humble-bee on the top of a thistle; and, good mounsieur, bring
me the honey-bag. Do not fret yourself too much in the action, mounsieur; and, good
mounsieur, have a care the honey-bag break not; I would be loath to have you
overflown with a honey-bag, signior. Where’s Mounsieur Mustardseed?

BOTTOM Give me your neaf, Mounsieur Mustardseed. Pray you, leave your curtsy,
good mounsieur.

MUSTARDSEED What’s your will? BOTTOM Nothing, good mounsieur, but to help
Cavalery Cobweb to scratch. I must to the barber’s, mounsieur; for methinks I am
marvellous hairy about the face; and I am such a tender ass, if my hair do but tickle me
I must scratch.

TITANIA What, wilt thou hear some music, my sweet love? BOTTOM I have a
reasonable good ear in music. Let’s have the tongs and the bones.

TITANIA Or say, sweet love, what thou desirest to eat.
BOTTOM Truly, a peck of provender; I could munch your good dry oats. Methinks I
have a great desire to a bottle of hay. Good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.

TITANIA I have a venturous fairy that shall seek The squirrel’s hoard, and fetch thee
new nuts.

BOTTOM I had rather have a handful or two of dried peas. But, I pray you, let none of
your people stir me; I have an exposition of sleep come upon me.

Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms.
Fairies, be gone, and be all ways away.
So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle Gently entwist; the female ivy so Enrings
the barky fingers of the elm.

O, how I love thee! how I dote on thee!
[They sleep]

Enter PUCK
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