And Folly like a fitful gale essay’d
To blow predestined ocean from his bed.
Titania.But so think I.
Oberon. Titania.But so think I.Why then your creed prevails!
But it is scathless: fools are always males!—
So now that every sot has said his say,
Wisdom and we may get again our day,
To tell men if they live with love and mirth,
The earth is Heav’n indeed, and Heaven earth.
So, Fairies, come; and keep our old-time revel;