titania sleeps

“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night..”

Tatiana, Queen of the Fae, inspired by “Flaming June” and dedicated to my sweet @boomerangst once more with vigor <3

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I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
where oxlips & the nodding violet grows,
quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
with sweet musk-roses & white eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
lulled in these flowers with dances & delight.
—  William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
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Frank Cadogan Cowper (1877–1958, England)

Paintings 2

Frank Cadogan Cowper was an English painter and illustrator of portraits, historical and literary scenes, and can reasonably be described as the last of the Pre-Raphaelites.

His career began after the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood had broken up, and the core artists had largely abandoned the style, but despite a style that was seen as deeply regressive at the time, Cowper was able to produce several works of great inspiration. His style is indebted to Millais and Rossetti, and indeed, his finest works can be compared to models by the previous two artists. Additionally, his portraiture can at times recall Waterhouse, as with his painting The Patient Griselda.

My image for the Falmouth Illustration quotes book… I think it’s done. My favourite part was cutting out each and every individual animal and leaf to do the background. ‘There sleeps Titania…’

Midsummer Night’s Dream Act 2 Sc 1

Upon hearing of the plan, Demetrius chases the lovers into the woods, trying to regain his bride. Helena, smitten, follows him. Little do they know that magic is afoot, and a certain Faery has been watching them the whole while.

Demetrius: 

so stop following me around. Where are Lysander and beautiful Hermia? You told me they escaped into this forest. And here I am, going crazy in the middle of the woods because I can’t find my Hermia. 

Helena: You attract me to you, you cruel magnet! But you must not attract iron, because my heart is as true as steel. 

Do I speak to you kindly? 

Helena: I mean…Yes, but that makes me love you even more. I’m your little dog, Demetrius. 

The more you beat me, the more I’ll love you. Just let me follow behind you, even though I’m not good enough for you. Could I ask for a worse place in your heart than to be treated as you would treat a dog? And yet I would consider it an honor to be your dog..

 You’re risking your reputation by leaving the city and stalking someone who doesn’t love you. Standing around alone in a deserted area in the middle of the night isn’t the best way to protect your virginity.

Helena: The wildest animal isn’t as cruel as you are. Run whenever you want to. The story of Daphne and Apollo will be changed:the lustful god Apollo runs away from the virginal nymph Daphne who pursues him,, and the gentle deer tries to hunt down the tiger—speed is useless when the cowardly person chases and the brave person runs away…

Or if you follow me, you’d better understand that I’ll do something terrible to you in the forest..


Helena: You already hurt me! Shame on you, Demetrius!

 Your behavior is an insult to all women. We cannot fight for love as men can. We should be pursued and courted. We weren’t made to do the pursuing!

Helena: I’ll follow you and turn this hell I’m in into a kind of heaven. It would be heavenly to be killed by someone I love so much.

Watching from above, the King of the Fae sits idle, having sent away his most eager sprite on an errand of grave importance. His heart is moved for the young woman.

Oberon: Goodbye, nymph. Before he leaves this part of the forest, you’ll change places: you’ll be the one running away, and he’ll be in love with you…

Enter Puck

Do you have the flower?

 Titania, my wife, sleeps there sometimes at night, lulled to sleep among the flowers by dances and other delights. Snakes shed their skin there, and the shed skin is wide enough to wrap a fairy in. I’ll put the juice of this flower on Titania’s eyes, and fill her with horrible delusions and desires. (he gives ROBIN part of the flower) You take some of it too, and look around in this part of the forest. A sweet Athenian lady is in love with a young man who wants nothing to do with her. Put some of this flower’s juice on his eyes, and make sure to do it in such a way that the next thing he sees will be the lady. You’ll be able to tell it’s him because he’s wearing Athenian clothes. Do it carefully, so that he’ll end up loving her more than she loves him. And then make sure to meet me before the rooster’s first crow at dawn.

~END SCENE~