Pease.  Hail, mortal, hail!

Cob.  Hail!

Moth.  Hail!

Queen.  Come, wait upon him, lead him to my bow’r. 
  The moon, methinks, looks with a watry eye,
And when she weeps, weep ev’ry little flower,
  Lamenting some enforced chastity. 
Tie up my love’s tongue, bring him silently. [Exeunt.

Scene Another part of the Wood.

Enter Oberon.

Ob.  I wonder if Titania be awak’d: 
Then what it was that next came in her eye,
Which she must doat on in extremity?

Enter Puck.

Here comes my messenger! how now, mad sprite! 
What night-rule now about this haunted grove?

Puck.  My mistress with a mortal is in love.

Ob.  This falls out well and fortunate in truth;
Now to my Queen, and beg her Indian youth: 
And then I will her charmed eye release
From mortals view, and all things shall be peace. 
Away, away, make no delay,
We may effect this business yet ere day. [Exit Puck.

Air.

  Up and down, up and down,
  We will trip it up and down. 
  We will go through field and town,
  We will trip it up and down.

[Exit Oberon.

Scene The Wood and Bower.

Enter Queen of Fairies, Bottom; Fairies attending and the King behind them.

Queen.  Come, sit thee down upon this flowery bed. 
Say wilt thou hear some music sweet dove.

Bot.  I have a reasonable good ear in music.

Duet.  By 1st and 2d Fairy.

  Welcome, welcome to this place,
    Favorite of the Fairy Queen;
  Zephyrs, play around his face,
    Wash, ye dews, his graceful mien.

  Pluck the wings from butterflies,
  To fan the moon-beams from his eyes;
  Round him in eternal spring
  Grashoppers and crickets sing.

  By the spangled starlight sheen,
  Nature’s joy he walks the green;
  Sweet voice, fine shape, and graceful mien,
  Speak him thine, O Fairy Queen!

Queen.  Or say, sweet love, what thou desir’st to eat. 
I have a ventrous Fairy that shall seek
The squirrels hoard, and fetch thee new nuts.

Bot.  I pray you, let none of your people stir me; I have an exposition of sleep come upon me.

Queen.  Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms;
Fairies begone, and be always away. 
So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle
Gently entwist. 
O how I love thee! how I doat on thee! [They sleep.

Enter Puck, at one door, Oberon and 1st Fairy at another.

Ob.  Welcome, good Robin!  See’st thou this sweet sight? 
Her dotage now I do begin to pity: 
For meeting her of late behind the wood,
I then did ask of her her changeling child,
Which strait she gave me; wherefore I’ll undo
This hateful imperfection of her eyes: 
              [He strokes her eyes with the flower. 
Now, Fairy, sing the charm.