[020] Weaving spiders, come not here;

[021] Hence, you long-legg’d spinners, hence!

Beetles black, approach not near;

Worm nor snail, do no offence.

CHORUS.

Philomel, with melody, &c.

Sec. Fairy.

[025] Hence, away! now all is well:

[026] One aloof stand sentinel. [Exeunt Fairies. Titania sleeps.

Enter Oberon, and squeezes the flower on Titania’s eyelids.