"Nor have I cause of dreed, he said, "Who view, by no presumption led, "Your revels of the night.

" "Twas grief, for fcorn of faithful love, "Which made my steps unweeting rove "Amid the nightly dew."

" 'Tis well, the gallant cries again, "We fairies never injure men

"Who dare to tell us true.

"Exalt thy love-dejected heart,
"Be mine the task, or ere we part,

"To make thee grief refign;

"Now take the pleasure of thy chaunce;
"Whilft I with Mab, my partner, daunce,
"Be little Mable thine."

He spoke, and all a fudden there
Light mufic floats in wanton air ;

The monarch leads the queen :
The reft their fairy part'ners found:
And Mable trimly tript the ground

With Edwin of the Green.

The

The dauncing paft, the board was laid,

And fiker fuch a feaft was made

As heart and lip defire,
Withouten hands the dishes fly,

The glaffes with a wifh come nigh,
And with a wish retire.

But now to please the fairy king,
Full ev'ry deal they laugh and fing,
And antic feats devife;

Some wind and tumble like an ape,
And other-fome transmute their shape
In Edwin's wond'ring eyes.

'Till one at laft, that Robin hight, Renown'd for pinching maids by night,

Has hent him up aloof;

And full against the beam he flung,
Where by the back the youth he hung
To spraul unneath the roof.

From thence," reverfe my charm, he crys,

"And let it fairly now fuffice

"The gambol has been shown."

But

But Oberon anfwers with a smile,

"Content thee Edwin for a while,

"The vantage is thine own."

Here ended all the phantom-play;
They smelt the fresh approach of day,
And heard a cock to crow;

The whirling wind that bore the crowd.
Has clap'd the door, and whistled loud,
To warn them all to go.

Then screaming all at once they fly,
And all at once the tapers dye;

Poor Edwin falls to floor;

Forlorn his ftate, and dark the place,

Was never wight in fike a case

Thro' all the land before.

But foon as dan Apollo rofe,
Full jolly creature home he goes,

He feels his back the lefs;

His honeft tongue and steady mind
Han rid him of the lump behind,

Which made him want fuccefs.

With

With lufty livelyhed he talks,

He feems a dauncing as he walks,

His story foon took wind;

'And beauteous Edith fees the youth

Endow'd with courage, sense, and truth,
Without a bunch behind.

The story told, Sir Topas mov'd,
The youth of Edith erft approv'd,
To fee the revel scene :

At close of eve he leaves his home,
And wends to find the ruin'd dome
All on the gloomy plain.

As there he bides, it fo befell,

The wind came rustling down a dell,

A fhaking feiz'd the wall;

Up fpring the tapers as before,

The fairies bragly foot the floor,

And mufic fills the hall.

But certes forely funk with woe

Sir Topaz fees the Elphin fhow,

His fpirits in him dy :

When

When Oberon crys, 66 a man is near, "A mortal paffion, cleeped fear,

"Hangs flagging in the sky."

With that Sir Topaz, hapless youth!
In accents fault'ring, ay for ruth,

Intreats them pity graunt;

For als he been a mister wight
Betray'd by wand'ring in the night

To tread the circled haunt;

"Ah Lofell vile, at once they roar; "And little fkill'd of fairie lore,

"Thy cause to come, we know:

"Now has thy kestrell courage fell ;
And fairies, fince a lye you tell;
"Are free to work thee wae."

Then Will, who bears the wispy fire
To trail the fwains among the mire,
The caitive upward flung;

There like a tortoise in a fhop

He dangled from the chamber-top,

Where whilome Edwin hung.