ACT III.--SCENE 2.

_Dorylas says_,

Have at Jocastus' orchard! Dainty apples, How lovely they look! Why these are Dorylas' sweetmeats. Now must I be the princely Oberon, And in a royal humour with the rest Of royal fairies attendant, go in state To rob an orchard. I have hid my robes On purpose in a hollow tree.