Monologue

Fairy Monologue from A Midsummer Night's Dream

From A Midsummer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare

any · comedic · 1:53 min

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Either I mistake your shape and making quite, Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite Called Robin Goodfellow. Are not you he That frights the maidens of the villagery, Skim milk, and sometimes labor in the quern And bootless make the breathless huswife churn, And sometime make the drink to bear no barm, Mislead night wanderers, laughing at their harm? Those that “Hobgoblin” call you, and “sweet Puck,” You do their work, and they shall have good luck. Are not you he? ROBIN Thou speakest aright. I am that merry wanderer of the night. I jest to Oberon and make him smile When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile, Neighing in likeness of a filly foal. And sometime lurk I in a gossip’s bowl In very likeness of a roasted crab, And, when she drinks, against her lips I bob And on her withered dewlap pour the ale. The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale, Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me; 39 A Midsummer Night’s Dream ACT 2. SC. Then slip I from her bum, down topples she, And “Tailor!” cries, and falls into a cough, And then the whole choir hold their hips and loffe And waxen in their mirth and neeze and swear A merrier hour was never wasted there. But room, fairy. Here comes Oberon.

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The Fairy encounters Robin Goodfellow, questioning his identity and playfully engaging in a dialogue about his mischievous deeds, setting a lighthearted and whimsical tone.

any · joy · identity · freedom · madness · humor

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