A Midsummer Night's Dream / Act 2 - "On the ground, sleep sound"

Rabbles
Over all, this house seemed fair and rough
Because the chief has her attendant
And the lovely poised up from an Indian king
A jealous over all would have the child
You can't by moonlight but I found him
Fairies, skip hence!
Skip hence!
I have cursed his dead company
Wherefore the winds, the winds have
Sucked up from the sea contagious spites
Therefore the ox has stretched his young in vain
The folds stand empty in the rounded fields
The crows are fatted with the mire for- A season's work!
A season's work!
The springing- Of some- ...
Of tiny growth changes their worth deeply
...
Of every winter changes their worth wonderfully
In the mazy air- The mazy air- Thy daring grace hath done it richly
Now doth thy riches reach
In this even company of envious hearts
Are many breasts far more extensive
We are their parents now and gentlemen
Beloved!
Do you amend it, then?
It lies in you
I do but beg a little changeling boy to be my henchman
Set your heart at rest
The fairy land buys not the child of me
His mother was a vot'ress of my order
But she in the term of that boy did die
And for her sake I will not marvel if-
Take me thy boy and I will go with thee
For her sake I will not marvel if-
Take me thy boy and I will go with thee
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If for thy sake I will not marvel if-
If for thy sake I will not marvel if- ...
If for thy sake I will not marvel if- I go with thee
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If for thy sake I will not marvel if- I go with thee
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If for thy sake I will not- If for thy
Sake I will not marvel if I go with thee