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(Rising and cawing at the gun’s report),

Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky,

So, at his sight, away his fellows fly;

And at our stamp, here o’er and o’er one falls;

He murther cries, and help from Athens calls.

Their sense thus weak, lost with their fears thus strong,

Made senseless things begin to do them wrong,

For briers and thorns at their apparel snatch;

Some sleeves, some hats, from yielders all things catch.

I led them on in this distracted fear,

And left sweet Pyramus translated there;

When in that moment (so it came to pass)

Titania wak’d, and straightway lov’d an ass.

Obe.

This falls out better than I could devise.

But hast thou yet latch’d the Athenian’s eyes

With the love-juice, as I did bid thee do?

Puck.

I took him sleeping (that is finish’d too)

And the Athenian woman by his side;

That when he wak’d, of force she must be ey’d.

Enter Demetrius and Hermia.

Obe.

Stand close; this is the same Athenian.

Puck.

This is the woman; but not this the man.

Dem.

O, why rebuke you him that loves you so?