Act I Scene 6
Jo. Is it not a brave sight, Dorylas? Can the mortals
Caper so nimbly?
Dor. Verily they cannot.
Jo. Does not King Oberon bear a stately presence?
Mab is a beauteous empress.
Dor. Yet you kissed her
With admirable courtship.
Jo. I do think
There will be of Jocastus’ brood in Fairy.
The. But what estate shall he assure upon me?
Jo. A royal jointure, all in Fairy land.
Dorylas knows it.
A curious park—
Dor. Paled round about with pickteeth.
Jo. Besides a house made all of mother-of-pearl,
An ivory tennis-court.
Dor. A nutmeg parlour.
Jo. A sapphire dairy-room.
Dor. A ginger hall.
Jo. Chambers of agate.
Dor. Kitchens all of crystal.
Am. O admirable! This it is for certain.
Jo. The jacks are gold.
Dor. The spits are Spanish needles.
Jo. Then there be walks—
Dor. Of amber.
Jo. Curious orchards—
Dor. That bear as well in winter as in summer.
Jo. ‘Bove all, the fish-ponds, every pond is full—
Dor. Of nectar. Will this please you! Every grove
Stored with delightful birds.