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Dian’s bud o’er Cupid’s flower
Hath such force and blessed power.
Now my Titania, wake you, my sweet queen.
T IT ANIA
(waking)
My Oberon! What visions have I seen! [75]
Methought I was enamour’d of an ass.
OBERON
There lies your love.
T IT ANIA
How came these things to pass?
O how mine eyes do loathe his visage now!
OBERON
Silence awhile. Robin, take off this head.
Titania, music call; and strike more dead [80]
Than common sleep, of all these five the sense.
T IT ANIA
Music ho, music, such as charmeth sleep!
Soft music.
PUCK
(taking the ass-head off Bottom)
Now when thou
wak’st, with thine own fool’s eyes peep.
OBERON
Sound, music!
(Music strikes into a dance.)
Come my queen, take hands with me, [85]
And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.
(Oberon and Titania dance.)
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. [90]
