[00:00.000] 作曲 : Felix Mendelssohn
[00:00.000]OBERON: Her dotage now I do begin to pity:
[00:04.000]For, meeting her of late behind the wood,
[00:06.500]Seeking sweet favours from this hateful fool,
[00:09.500]I did upbraid her and fall out with her;
[00:12.500]For she his hairy temples then had rounded
[00:15.600]With a coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers.
[00:20.000]When I had at my pleasure taunted her
[00:23.000]And she in mild terms begged my patience,
[00:26.600]I then did ask of her her changeling child,
[00:29.700]Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent
[00:33.500]To bear him to my bower in fairy land.
[00:37.500]And now I have the boy, I will undo
[00:40.500]This hateful imperfection of her eyes:
[00:44.700]And, gentle Puck, take this transformèd scalp
[00:47.300]From off the head of this Athenian swain;
[00:51.000]That, he awaking when the other do,
[00:53.000]May all to Athens back again repair
[00:56.000]And think no more of this night's accidents
[00:59.000]But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
[01:04.000]But first I will release the fairy queen.
[01:12.000]Be as thou wast wont to be;
[01:17.800]See as thou wast wont to see.
[01:22.000]Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower
[01:27.000]Hath such force and blessèd power.
[01:33.900]Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen.
[01:44.500]Sound, music! Come, my queen, take hands with me,
[02:03.600]And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.
[02:07.500]Now thou and I are new in amity,
[02:11.500]And will to-morrow midnight solemnly
[02:14.400]Dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly,
[02:18.000]And bless it to all fair prosperity.
[02:22.600]There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be
[02:26.800]Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity.

作曲 : Felix Mendelssohn
OBERON: Her dotage now I do begin to pity:
For, meeting her of late behind the wood,
Seeking sweet favours from this hateful fool,
I did upbraid her and fall out with her;
For she his hairy temples then had rounded
With a coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers.
When I had at my pleasure taunted her
And she in mild terms begged my patience,
I then did ask of her her changeling child,
Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent
To bear him to my bower in fairy land.
And now I have the boy, I will undo
This hateful imperfection of her eyes:
And, gentle Puck, take this transformèd scalp
From off the head of this Athenian swain;
That, he awaking when the other do,
May all to Athens back again repair
And think no more of this night's accidents
But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
But first I will release the fairy queen.
Be as thou wast wont to be;
See as thou wast wont to see.
Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower
Hath such force and blessèd power.
Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen.
Sound, music! Come, my queen, take hands with me,
And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.
Now thou and I are new in amity,
And will to-morrow midnight solemnly
Dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly,
And bless it to all fair prosperity.
There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be
Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity.