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Rh How came these things to pass?

O, how mine eyes do loathe his visage now!

Silence awhile. Robin, take off this head.

Titania, music call; and strike more dead

Than common sleep of all these five the sense.

Music, ho! music, such as charmeth sleep!

Now, when thou wakest, with thine own fool’s eyes peep.

Sound, music! Come, my queen, take hands with me,

And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.

Now thou and I are new in amity

And will to-morrow midnight solemnly

Dance in Duke Theseus’ house triumphantly

And bless it to all fair prosperity:

There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be

Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity.

Fairy king, attend, and mark:

I do hear the morning lark.