I see their knavery.
This is to make an ass of me.
To fright me, if they could.

But I will not stir from this place, do what they can.
I will work, up and down here.

And I will sing, that they shall hear.
That I am not, I am not afraid.
I am not afraid.

I know not by what power I’m made bold.
But still you flout my insufficiency.
The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.

My ear should catch your voice, my eye your eye.
My tongue should catch your tongue’s sweet melody.
My tongue, your tongue, were the world mine.

And I will sing, that they shall hear.
That I am not, I am not afraid.
I am not afraid!

Faeries away! Fetch me that flower…
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and down

Faeries away! Swift as a shadow…
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and down!

Oh why rebuke, you him that loves you so?!
Lay breath so bitter, on your bitter foe.
On your bitter foe!

What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?
I pray thee gentle mortal, sing again.
I pray thee gentle mortal, sing again.

Mine ear is much enamour’d of thy note.
So is mine eye enthralled into thy shape,
I’ll follow thee, I’ll follow thee,
and make a Heaven of Hell…
I’ll follow thee, I’ll follow thee,
and make a Heaven of Hell…
And make a Heaven of Hell!

Faeries away! Fetch me that flower…
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and down.

Faeries away! Swift as a shadow…
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and down!

Faeries away! Fetch me that flower…
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and…

Faeries away! Swift as a shadow…
Up and down, and up and down,
I will lead them up and down!

My ear should catch your voice…
My eye should catch your eye…
My tongue, your tongue…
Were the world mine…

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