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TITANIA . Out of this wood do not desire to go . Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or no . I am a spirit of no common rate . The summer still doth tend upon my state ; And I do love thee : therefore , go with me . I’ll give thee fairies to attend on thee ; And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep , And sing , while thou on pressèd flowers dost sleep . And I will purge thy mortal grossness so That thou shalt like an airy spirit go . — Peaseblossom ! Cobweb ! Moth ! and Mustardseed ! Enter four Fairies . PEASEBLOSSOM . Ready . COBWEB . And I . MOTH . And I . MUSTARDSEED . And I . ALL . Where shall we go ? TITANIA . Be kind and courteous to this gentleman ; Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes ; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries , With purple grapes , green figs , and mulberries ; The honey - bags steal from the humble - bees , And for night - tapers , crop their waxen thighs , And light them at the fiery glow - worm’s eyes , To have my love to bed and to arise ; And pluck the wings from painted butterflies , To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes . Nod to him , elves , and do him courtesies . PEASEBLOSSOM . Hail , mortal ! COBWEB . Hail ! MOTH . Hail ! MUSTARDSEED . Hail ! BOTTOM . I cry your worships mercy , heartily . — I beseech your worship’s name . COBWEB . Cobweb . BOTTOM . I shall desire you of more acquaintance , good Master Cobweb . If I cut my finger , I shall make bold with you . — Your name , honest gentleman ? PEASEBLOSSOM . Peaseblossom . BOTTOM . I pray you , commend me to Mistress Squash , your mother , and to Master Peascod , your father . Good Master Peaseblossom , I shall desire you of more acquaintance too . — Your name , I beseech you , sir ? MUSTARDSEED . Mustardseed . BOTTOM . Good Master Mustardseed , I know your patience well . That same cowardly giant - like ox - beef hath devoured many a gentleman of your house . I promise you , your kindred hath made my eyes water ere now . I desire you of more acquaintance , good Master Mustardseed . TITANIA . 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 . [ Exeunt . ] SCENE II . Another part of the wood Enter Oberon . OBERON . I wonder if Titania be awak’d ; 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 - rule now about this haunted grove ?
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