_Quin._ Some of your French crowns have no hair at all, and then you will play barefaced. But, masters, here are your parts: and I am to entreat you, request you, and desire you, to con them by to-morrow night; and meet me in the palace wood, a mile without the town, by moonlight; 90 there will we rehearse, for if we meet in the city, we shall be dogged with company, and our devices known. In the meantime I will draw a bill of properties, such as our play wants. I pray you, fail me not. _Bot._ We will meet; and there we may rehearse most obscenely 95 and courageously. Take pains; be perfect: adieu. _Quin._ At the duke’s oak we meet. _Bot._ Enough; hold or cut bow-strings. [_Exeunt._ ~~~~~ Linenotes: _A Midsummer-Night’s Dream_, I, 2. SCENE II.] SCENE IV. Pope. Quince’s house.] Capell. Changes to a cottage. Theobald. 3: _according to_] Q1 Ff. _according_ Q2. 6: _the duchess_] _duchess_ Pope (ed. 2). 8, 9: _grow to a point_] Qq. _grow on to a point_ F1 F2 F3. _grow on to appoint_ F4. _go on to a point_ Warburton. _go on to appoint_ Collier MS. 19: _gallant_] Qq. _gallantly_ Ff. 22: _storms_] _stones_ Collier MS. 24: _cat_] _cap_ Warburton. _in, to_] _in two_ ed. 1661. 25–32: Printed as prose in Qq Ff. 26: _And_] _With_ Farmer conj. 37: _Flute,_] Q1. om. Q2 Ff. 45: See note (I). 56: _and, I hope, here_] Qq. _and I hope there_ Ff. _I hope there_ Rowe (ed. 2). 59: _it be_] _be_ F1. 66: _An_] _And_ Q1. _If_ Q2 Ff. 70: _friends_] _friend_ F4. _if_] Qq. _if that_ Ff. 73: _roar you_] Qq. _roar_ Ff. 84: _colour_] Qq. _colour’d_ Ff. _perfect_] Ff. _perfit_ Qq. 91: _will we_] Q1. _we will_ Q2 Ff. 95: _most_] Q1. _more_ Q2 Ff. _obscenely_] _obscurely_ Grey conj. (withdrawn). 96: _Take...adieu_] given by Singer to Quince. _pains_] Qq F1. _paine_ F2 F3 F4. _perfect_] Ff. _perfit_ Qq. ~~~~~ ACT II. SCENE I. _A wood near Athens._ _Enter, from opposite sides, a_ Fairy, _and_ PUCK. _Puck._ How now, spirit! whither wander you? _Fai._ Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, 5 I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon’s sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: 10 In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip’s ear. 15 Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I’ll be gone: Our queen and all her elves come here anon.