This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1870 Excerpt: ...water ere now. I desire you more acquaintance, good master Mustard-seed. Tita. Come, wait upon him; lead him to my bower. The moon, methinks, looks with a. watery eye; And when she weeps, weeps every little flower, Lamenting some enforced chastity. Tie up my love's tongue, bring him silently. Ezreunt SCENE II.--Another part of the Wood. Enter OBERON. Obe. I wonder if Titania be awaked, Then, what it was' that next came in her eye, Which she must dote on in extremity. ' Enter PUCK. Here comes my messenger.--How now, mad spirit? What night-rule2 now about this haunted grove? Puck. My mistress with a monster is in love. Near to her close and consecrated bower, While she was in her dull and sleeping hour, A crew of patches,3 rude mechanicals, That work for bread upon Athenian stalls, Were met together to rehearse a play, Intended for great Theseus' nuptial day. The shallowest thick-skin of that barren sort, Who Pyramus presented in their sport, Forsook his scene, and entered in a brake. When I did him at this advantage take, ' Then, what it was. Then, I wonder what it was. ' 2 Night-rule. Night-revel. Rule here is a corruption of reuel; and so it is in the title Lord of misrule, the director of Christmas revels. An ass's nowl I fixed on his head; Anon, his Thisbe must be answered, And forth my mimic comes: When they him spy, As wild geese that the creeping loWl1' eye, Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort, Rising and cawing at the gun's report, Sever themselves, and madly sweep the sky,--So at his sight away his fellows fly: And, at our stamp, here o'er and o'er one falls, He murder cries, and help from Athens calls. Their sense thus weak, lost with their fears thus strong, Made senseless things begin to do them w...