Titania

Then I must be thy lady. But I know

When thou hast stol’n away from Fairyland And in the shape of Corin sat all day Playing on pipes of corn, and versing love To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here Come from the farthest step of India? –

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But that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon, Your buskined mistress and your warrior love, To Theseus must be wedded; and you come To give their bed joy and prosperity.

OBERON

How canst thou thus, for shame, Titania, 50

Glance at my credit with Hippolyta,

Knowing I know thy love to Theseus?

Didst not thou lead him through the glimmering night ãoer

From Perigenia, whom he ravishèd,

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And make him with fair Aegles break his faith, 80

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With Ariadne, and Antiopa?

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TITANIA

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These are the forgeries of jealousy:

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And never since the middle summer’s spring Sonh

Met we on hil , in dale, forest, or mead, By pavèd fountain or by rushy brook,

Or in the beachèd margent of the sea

To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, But with thy brawls thou hast disturbed our sport.

Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain, As in revenge have sucked up from the sea 90

Contagious fogs; which, falling in the land, Hath every pelting river made so proud That they have overborne their continents.

The ox hath therefore stretched his yoke in vain,

TITÂNIA