A Midsummer Night's Dream, Incidental Music, Op.61, MWV M 13: No.2. L'istesso tempo
作曲 : Felix Mendelssohn
FAIRY: Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire,
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the fairy queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green.
The cowslips tall her pensioners be:
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours,
In those freckles live their savours:
I must go seek some dewdrops here
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits, I'll be gone:
Our queen and all our elves come here anon.
ROBIN:The king doth keep his revels here to-night:
Take heed the queen come not within his sight;
For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,
Because that she as her attendant hath
A lovely boy, stolen from an Indian king;
She never had so sweet a changeling;
And jealous Oberon would have the child
Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild;
But she perforce withholds the loved boy,
Crowns him with flowers and makes him all her joy:
And now they never meet in grove or green,
By fountain clear, or spangled starlight sheen,
But, they do square, that all their elves for fear
Creep into acorn-cups and hide them there.
Men call me Robin Goodfellow
I’m he that fright the maidens of the villagery,
Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm.
Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern
And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;
And sometime make the drink to bear no barm;
Those that Hobgoblin call me and sweet Puck,
I do their work, and they shall have good luck.
But, room, fairy! Here comes Oberon.
FARIY:And here my mistress. Would that he were gone!
A Midsummer Night's Dream, Incidental Music, Op.61, MWV M 13: No.2. L'istesso tempoLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Felix Mendelssohn
[00:04.500]FAIRY: Over hill, over dale,
[00:05.300]Thorough bush, thorough brier,
[00:06.100]Over park, over pale,
[00:08.000]Thorough flood, thorough fire,
[00:09.100]I do wander everywhere,
[00:10.700]Swifter than the moon's sphere;
[00:14.600]And I serve the fairy queen,
[00:16.000]To dew her orbs upon the green.
[00:17.600]The cowslips tall her pensioners be:
[00:20.000]In their gold coats spots you see;
[00:22.000]Those be rubies, fairy favours,
[00:24.000]In those freckles live their savours:
[00:26.000]I must go seek some dewdrops here
[00:27.800]And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
[00:30.500]Farewell, thou lob of spirits, I'll be gone:
[00:33.000]Our queen and all our elves come here anon.
[00:36.000]
[00:39.400]ROBIN:The king doth keep his revels here to-night:
[00:41.000]Take heed the queen come not within his sight;
[00:43.500]For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,
[00:45.900]Because that she as her attendant hath
[00:47.600]A lovely boy, stolen from an Indian king;
[00:50.000]She never had so sweet a changeling;
[00:52.500]And jealous Oberon would have the child
[00:54.600]Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild;
[01:01.700]But she perforce withholds the loved boy,
[01:03.800]Crowns him with flowers and makes him all her joy:
[01:06.000]And now they never meet in grove or green,
[01:07.800]By fountain clear, or spangled starlight sheen,
[01:10.000]But, they do square, that all their elves for fear
[01:13.800]Creep into acorn-cups and hide them there.
[01:16.000]
[01:21.800]Men call me Robin Goodfellow
[01:23.700]I’m he that fright the maidens of the villagery,
[01:24.800]Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm.
[01:26.900]Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern
[01:29.500]And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;
[01:32.000]And sometime make the drink to bear no barm;
[01:38.000]Those that Hobgoblin call me and sweet Puck,
[01:41.000]I do their work, and they shall have good luck.
[01:46.800]But, room, fairy! Here comes Oberon.
[01:49.000]FARIY:And here my mistress. Would that he were gone!
