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Dor . They cannot speak this language , but in our ' s They thank you ; and they say they will have none . Elv . Ti-ti ta-ti Tititatie . Joe . What say they now ?
Dor . They do request you now To grant them leave to dance a fairy ring About your servant , and for his offence Pinch him . Do you , the while , command the traitor Not dare to stir , nor once presume to mutter .
Joe . Traitor , for so Prince Oberon deigns to call thee , Stir not , nor mutter . Brom . To be thus abus'd I Joe . Ha ? mutterest thou ? Brom . I have deserv'd better . Joe . Still mutterest thou ? Brom . I see I must endure it .
Joe . Yet mutterest thou ? Now , noble Lords , begin , When it shall please your honours . Dor . Tititatie . Our noble friend permits Tititatie : Do you not , Sir ? Joe . How should I say I do ? Dor . Tititatie . Joe . Titi tatie , my noble Lords ,
Fairies dance about Brom i us , and pinch and scratch him in Quoniam per te violamur , Ungues hie experiamur . Statim dices tibi datam Cutem valde variatam .
[ Since by thee comes profanation , Taste thee lo ! scarification . Thou shalt own , that in a twinkling Thou hast got a pretty crinkling . ] Joe , Tititatie to your lordship for this excellent music * Brom . This ' tis to have a coxcomb for one ' s master . Joe . Still mutterest thou ? Exit Bromii Dohyl as from the tree . Jocastus Jhlls on his knees . Dor . And rise up , Sir Jocastus , our dear knight ; Now hang the hallowM bell about his neck ; We call it a Mellisonant Tingle-tangle ( Indeed a sheep-bell , stolen from his own fat wether } asicU The ensign of his knighthood . Sir Jocastus , We call to mind we promis ed you long since The President of our Dances place ; we axe now Pleas'd to confirm it on you . Give him there His staff of dignity .
Retrospective Review .