SCENE another part of the Wood.
Enter Queen of the Fairies, and her Train.
Queen. Come, now a roundel, and a fairy song.
AIR.
2d Fai. Come, follow, follow me,
Ye fairy Elves that be;
O'er tops of dewy grass,
So nimbly do we pass,
The young and tender stalk
Ne'er bends where we do walk.