Oberon
 Through the house give glimmering light, 
 By the dead and drowsy fire; 
 Every elf and fairy sprite 
 Hop as light as bird from brier; 
 And this ditty, after me, 
 Sing and dance it trippingly. 

Titania
 First rehearse your song by rote, 
 To each word a warbling note: 
 Hand in hand, with fairy grace, 
 Will we sing, and bless this place.