surprised and delighted spectators, as, in shimmering dress and gossamer
wings, these airy sprites danced around the astonished Corsites and sang
the lyrical decree of punishment for his intrusion upon their domain.
The incident is worth quoting in full, from the point where Corsites'
labours are suddenly interrupted.

[_Enter_ FAIRIES.]

_Corsites._ But what are these so fair fiends that cause my hairs
to stand upright, and spirits to fall down? Hags, out alas, Nymphs,
I crave pardon. Aye me, but what do I hear?

[_The_ FAIRIES _dance, and with a Song pinch him, and he falleth
asleep. They kiss_ ENDYMION _and depart._]

_Omnes._ Pinch him, pinch him, black and blue;
Saucy mortals must not view
What the Queen of Stars is doing,
Nor pry into our fairy wooing.

_1 Fairy._ Pinch him blue.

_2 Fairy._ And pinch him black.

_3 Fairy._ Let him not lack
Sharp nails to pinch him blue and red,
Till sleep has rock'd his addle head.

_4 Fairy._ For the trespass he hath done,
Spots o'er all his flesh shall run.