Double - A mid summer night's dream

Thou speak’st aright.

I am that merry wanderer of the night.

I jest to Oberon and make him smile

When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile,

Neighing in likeness of a filly foal.

And sometime lurk I in a gossip’s bowl

In very likeness of a roasted crab,

And when she drinks, against her lips I bob

And on her withered dewlap pour the ale.

The wisest aunt telling the saddest tale

Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me.

Then slip I from her bum, down topples she,

And “Tailor!” cries, and falls into a cough,

And then the whole quire hold their hips and laugh,

And waxen in their mirth, and neeze, and swear

A merrier hour was never wasted there.

But, room, fairy! Here comes Oberon.

This is the monologue from Shakespeare's "A mid summer night's dream". In this part, Puck, Oberon's assistant is telling his rival fairies about how his friendship with his King and how he jokes about. Personally I believe that this monologue isn't really for me as I find it hard to read and act Shakespeare, however for universities it would be good to have as it shows a change in time eras of performing arts.