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Oberon, Lines 45-69
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Act 4,
Scene 1
Lines 45-69

A performance of lines 45-69 by Oberon in Act 4, Scene 1 in myShakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream.

myShakespeare | Midsummer Night's Dream 4.1 Performance: Oberon Lines 45-69

Oberon

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
Seeking sweet favors for this hateful fool,
I did upbraid her and fall out with her,
For she his hairy temples then had rounded
With a coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers.
And that same dew which sometime on the buds
Was wont to swell like round and orient pearls,
Stood now within the pretty flow'rets' eyes
Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail.
When I had, at my pleasure, taunted her,
And she in mild terms begged my patience,
I then did ask of her her changeling child,
Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent
To bear him to my bower in fairyland.
And now I have the boy, I will undo
This hateful imperfection of her eyes.
And, gentle puck, take this transformèd scalp
From off the head of this Athenian swain,
That he, awaking when the other do,
May all to Athens back again repair
And think no more of this night's accidents
But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
But first I will release the Fairy Queen.