DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and
HERMIA sleep. Enter TITANIA, Queen of
the Fairies; and BOTTOM, with the ass’s head;
and fairies PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB,
OBERON the king behind them, unseen
BOTTOM) Come, sit thee down upon this
While I thy amiable cheeks do coy,
And stick musk roses in thy sleek, smooth head,
And kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy.
Scratch my head, Peaseblossom. Where’s Monsieur
Monsieur Cobweb, good monsieur, get you your weapons in your hand
and kill me a red-hipped humble-bee on the top of a thistle. And,
good monsieur, bring me the honey bag. Do not fret yourself too much
in the action, monsieur. And good monsieur, have a care the honey
bag break not. I would be loath to have you overflown with a honey
10Where’s Monsieur Mustardseed?