Thou Fat and thou Thin,

If thou art not in!

Thou Leaf and Thou Bloom,

All welcome to room.

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Thou Purple, thou Green,

With blood in his een?

Behold thou the King!

To this magical ring!"

In the light of the queen."

To thy pleasure, I ween.

With the people I dwell.

I favor the bell.

That furnish thee sport,

To furnish thy court."

(A faint low rumble of thunder cometh from over the hills,) and Oberon saith,

We've something here new!

We'll hear the thing through.

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Right gladly we'll hear,

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