OBERON. Through this house give glimmering light, Sing, and dance it trippingly. TITANIA. First, rehearse this song by rote: OBERON. Now, until the break of day, And the blots of nature's hand Shall upon their children be. With this field-dew consecrate, Every fairy take his gait; And each several chamber bless, And the owner of it blest. Trip away; Make no stay; Meet me all by break of day. FROM MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR. FIE on sinful fantasy! Fie on lust and luxury! Lust is but a bloody fire, Kindled with unchaste desire, Fed in heart; whose flames aspire, A thoughts do blow them, higher and higher. Pinch him for his villany; Pinch him, and burn him, and turn him about, Till candles, and star-light, and moonshine be out. FROM TWELFTH NIGHT. COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; T I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My part of death no one so true Not a flower, not a flower sweet, My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, FROM MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING. SIGH no more, ladies, sigh no more, One foot in sea, and one on shore; But let them go, Sing no more ditties, sing no mo The fraud of men was ever so, PARDON, Goddess of the night, Help us to sigh and groan, Graves, yawn, and yield your dead, Till death be uttered, Heavily, heavily. FROM LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST. I. WHEN daisies pied, and violets blue, Cuckoo, cuckoo,-O word of fear, II. When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, Cuckoo, cuckoo,—O word of fear, III. When icicles hang by the wall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, Tu-whit, To-who, a merry note, IV. When all aloud the wind doth blow, |