Puck would be with them out of hand;
When to her charms she hied her.
And first her fern-seed[[10]] doth bestow,
The kernel of the mistletoe;
And here and there as Puck should go,
With terror to affright him,
She nightshade straws to work him ill,
Therewith her vervain and her dill,
That hindreth witches of their will,
Of purpose to despite him.