Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rob. And now they neuer meete in groue, or greene,
Rob. By fountaine cleere, or spangled star‑light sheene,
Rob. But they do square, that all their Elues for feare
Rob. Creepe into Acorne cups and hide them there.
Fai. Fai.
Fai. Either I mistake your shape and making quite,
Fai. Or else you are that shrew'd and knauish spirit
Fai. Cal'd Robin Good‑fellow. Are you not hee,
Fai. That frights the maidens of the Villagree,
Fai. Skim milke, and sometimes labour in the querne,
Fai. And bootlesse make the breathlesse huswife cherne,
Fai. And sometime make the drinke to beare no barme,
Fai. Misleade night‑wanderers, laughing at their harme,
Fai. Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Pucke,
Fai. You do their worke, and they shall haue good lucke.
Fai. Are not you he?
Rob. Rob.
Rob. Thou speak'st aright;
Rob. I am that merrie wanderer of the night:
Rob. I iest to Oberon, and make him smile,