Ob.
I wonder if Titania be awak'd:
Then what it was that next came in her eye,
Which she must doat on in extremity? Enter Puck.
Here comes my messenger! how now, mad sprite!
What night-rule now about this haunted grove?

Puck.
My mistress with a mortal is in love.

Ob.
This falls out well and fortunate in truth;
Now to my Queen, and beg her Indian youth:
And then I will her charmed eye release
From mortals view, and all things shall be peace.
Away, away, make no delay,
We may effect this business yet ere day. [Exit Puck.
AIR.
Up and down, up and down,
We will trip it up and down.
We will go through field and town.
We will trip it up and down. [Exit Oberon.

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