If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts.
Obe. Give me that boy, and I will go with thee.
[144] Tita. Not for thy fairy kingdom. Fairies, away!
145 We shall chide downright, if I longer stay. [Exit Titania with her train.
Obe. Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from this grove
Till I torment thee for this injury.
My gentle Puck, come hither. Thou rememberest
[149] Since once I sat upon a promontory,
150 And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin’s back,
Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath,