Spell RPG

Fairy
(...)
Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone:
Our queen and all our elves come here anon.

PUCK
(...)
But, they do square, that all their elves for fear
Creep into acorn-cups and hide them there.

TITANIA
Come, now a roundel and a fairy song;
Then, for the third part of a minute, hence;
Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds,
Some war with rere-mice for their leathern wings,
To make my small elves coats, and some keep back
The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders
At our quaint spirits. Sing me now asleep;
Then to your offices and let me rest.

OBERON
Through the house give gathering light,
By the dead and drowsy fire:
Every elf and fairy sprite
Hop as light as bird from brier;
And this ditty, after me,
Sing, and dance it trippingly.