SONG THE GREENWOOD TREE From As YOU LIKE IT WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE INDER the greenwood tree U Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he getsCome hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. QUEEN MAB From ROMEO AND JULIET WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THEN, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you. The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams; Her whip, of cricket's bone, the lash, of film; Her wagoner, a small gray-coated gnat, Not half so big as a round little worm, Pricked from the lazy finger of a maid: Her chariot is an empty hazelnut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairïes' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops, night by night; Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love; On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight; O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees; O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream. ARIEL'S SONGS From THE TEMPEST WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE W I "HERE the bee sucks, there suck I In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry: On the bat's back I do fly, After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough! II Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Courtsied when you have, and kiss'd, The wild waves whist, Foot it featly here and there; And, sweet Sprites, the burthen bear. Hark, hark! Bow-wow, The watch-dogs bark: Hark, hark! I hear III Full fathom five thy father lies: Ding, dong, bell. You LULLABY FOR TITANIA From MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE FIRST FAIRY. U spotted snakes with double tongue, Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen; Newts, and blind-worms, do no wrong, Come not near our fairy queen. Chorus. Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby! So good-night, with lullaby. SECOND FAIRY. Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence; Beetles black, approach not near; Worm, nor snail, do no offence. Chorus. Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Come our lovely lady nigh! So good-night, with lullaby. |