Silvan. Tell me, gentle Hour of Night,
Wherein dost thou most delight?
Hour. Not in sleep!
Silvan. Wherein, then?
Hour. In the frolic view of men.
Silvan. Lov’st thou music?
Hour. Oh, ’tis sweet!
Silvan. What’s dancing.
Hour. E’en the mirth of feet.
Silvan. Joy you in fairies, or in elves.