And look, Between the boughs, there is your guard, all night, That great white star, white as an angel's wings, White as the star that shone on Bethlehem! Good-night, sweetheart, good-night! MARIAN Good-night! ROBIN One kiss! Oh, clear bright eyes, dear heavens of sweeter stars, Where angels play, and your own sweeter soul Smiles like a child into the face of God, Good-night! Good-night! [_MARIAN goes into the hut. The door is shut. ROBIN goes to the mouth of the cave and throws himself down on a couch of deerskins. The light grows dimly rich and fairy-like._] SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF [_Rising to his knees._] Here comes the little cloud! [_A little moonlit cloud comes floating down between the tree-tops into the glade. TITANIA is seen reposing upon it. She steps to earth. The cloud melts away._] How blows the wind from fairyland, Titania? TITANIA Shadow-of-a-Leaf, the wicked queen has heard Your master's plan for saving poor Will Scarlet. She knows Maid Marian will be left alone, Unguarded in these woods. The wicked Prince Will steal upon her loneliness. He plots To carry her away. SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF What can we do? Can I not break my fairy vows and tell? TITANIA No, no; you cannot, even if you would, Convey our fairy lore to mortal ears. When have they heard our honeysuckle bugles Blowing reveille to the crimson dawn? We can but speak by dreams; and, if you spoke, They'd whip you, for your words would all ring false Like sweet bells out of tune. SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF What can we do? TITANIA Nothing, except on pain of death, to stay The course of Time and Tide. There's Oberon! SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF Oberon! TITANIA He can tell you more than I. [_Enter OBERON._] OBERON Where's Orchis? Where's our fairy trumpeter To call the court together? ORCHIS Here, my liege. OBERON Bugle them hither; let thy red cheeks puff Until thy curled petallic trumpet thrill More loudly than a yellow-banded bee Thro' all the clover clumps and boughs of thyme. They are scattered far abroad. ORCHIS My liege, it shall Outroar the very wasp! [_Exit._] OBERON [_As he speaks, the fairies come flocking from all sides into the glade._]