Oberon and Titania
William Shakespeare — A Midsummer Night’s Dream
Faerie King and Queen, divinities
dancers in the night woods.
Come tell why there is strife
over the Indian babe.
She to nurture as a babe should be,
he to raise him for a henchman.
Faerie King and Queen, gods of wood,
rise above petty struggle
join ye in married love.
Oberon dark, move not to Puck
for the flower’s potion.
Pour not on Titania’s sweet lids.
Would thou, Oberon have Titania
thy lady faire fall madly
in love with a wild creature
whence she wakes.
No, good Oberon make up with
your lady faire lest your
strife ruin your sport and
raise up the wind and the rain.
© Joanne Troppello
