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  • 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!
  • [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!