Charles Lamb and Mary Lamb, Tales from Shakspeare — A Midsummer Night's Dream (1831)
“ Though Oberon fixed the ass's head on very gently, it awakened him, and rising up, unconscious of what Oberon had done to him, he went towards the bower where the fairy queen slept. "Ah! what angel is that I see?" said Titania, opening her eyes, and the juice of the little purple flower beginning to take effect: "Are you as wise as you are beautiful?" "Why, mistress," said the foolish clown, "if I have wit enough to find the way out of this wood, I have enough to serve my turn," "Out of the wood do not desire to go," said the enamoured queen. "I am a spirit of no common rate. I love you. ”
