| Russell Jackson
is Professor of Shakespeare Studies at the University of Birmingham
and Director of the Shakespeare Institute in Stratford-upon-Avon.
‘How shall we find the concord of this discord?’
A Midsummer Night’s Dream begins with the
promise of a concord, to resolve through marriage the discordant
violence of Theseus’ conquest of the Amazonian queen:
‘Hippolyta, I wooed thee with my Sword
And won thy love doing thee injuries.
But I will wed thee in another key…’
But the achievement of harmony is interrupted by an angry father
who demands the application of the ‘harsh Athenian law’
to his daughter, who has fallen in love with Lysander, a suitor
he does not approve of. Theseus is obliged (he says) to insist that
she must marry Demetrius, or incur one of two alternative punishments:
death or a life of enforced chastity as a nun. By the end of the
first scene two of the play’s trajectories have been established:
in four days’ time Theseus and Hippolyta will be united and
tonight Hermia will flee to the woods with her chosen lover, pursued
by Demetrius who is himself pursued by Helena. Meanwhile, a band
of Athenian workmen will be preparing a play for the wedding celebrations
and – so as to avoid prying neighbours – they will do
their rehearsing in the wood.
Nothing in this first movement of the play prepares us for the
fairies, although the title and the references to the phases of
the moon are a strong hint at the supernatural. The play reaches
the wood before the lovers, and shows what awaits them there. Puck,
alias Robin Goodfellow, may delight in playing practical jokes on
mere mortals, but he is also a power who must be appeased. The fairy
that might do your housework while you sleep is just as likely to
sour the milk when you try to make butter or pull a stool from under
your bum. Worse things had been known to happen: the fairies were
capable of taking humans and subjecting them to indignity if not
injury or even death, and there was a fine line between fairy and
devil.
The really powerful fairies soon appear. The marriage of Theseus
and Hippolyta – themselves legendary and heroic figures -
is mirrored in the fairy world by the enmity between Oberon and
Titania, which has affected everyday human life in what seems now
like a prefiguring of global warming. The progress of the year has
been disrupted, and unseasonable floods have encroached on pastures
and even places of pastime (‘the nine men’s morris
is filled up with mud.’) Both Oberon and Titania have
loved mortals – including Theseus and Hippolyta - and enjoyed
liaisons with them. Amorous involvement with these spirits of no
common rate brings dangers as well as rewards, but they usually
choose their favourites, and take them from the upper echelons of
mortal life. When Oberon’s knowledge of magic flowers and
Puck’s nonchalant devilment make Titania fall in love with
Bottom, the transformed weaver, she is forfeiting her power to love
where she chooses, and matching herself far below her social station
as well as with an ass. There is cruelty in this, as well as in
the mortal lovers’ behaviour: we are not dealing with benign
or asexual beings, human or fairy.
Lurking in this famously lyrical play is a profound scepticism
about what lovers do and say. The dramatist who made Demetrius and
Hermia reflect lyrically (and in a duet) that ‘the course
of true love never did run smooth’, also makes the same Demetrius
desert his love and turn to Helena with all the clichés of
amorous poetry:
‘O Helen, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!
To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?
Crystal is muddy…’
And he is also the poet whose sonnets include trenchant mockery
of the conventions of love poetry – ‘My mistress’
eyes are nothing like the sun.’ However hard one may
try, attraction usually prevails over good sense. Bottom, on the
receiving end of the Fairy Queen’s desires, and preening himself
on his intelligence as well as his good looks, has wit enough to
know this truism: ‘And yet, to say truth, reason and love
keep little company nowadays.’
In the mortal world Bottom’s ambitions are focussed on making
a grand impression in the tragic love story that he and his colleagues
will perform for the wedding feast of Theseus and Hippolyta. Like
the other mortals in the wood, he has no idea of the spectacle he
presents to Puck and Oberon, or (of course) to the audience watching
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. In fact, only
one character in the play dreams – Hermia, who wakes from
a nightmare to find her lover has deserted her. After their night
in the wood, the four young lovers can only grope for an explanation
of their experiences in terms of dreams, but even then they are
not sure. Some power has brought them to the brink of tragedy, and
then made them fall asleep in such a way that when they wake their
love-lives will have been sorted out. In a move that owes more to
the approaching end of the play than to consistency in government,
Theseus overrules Hermia’s father, overturns the ‘strict
Athenian law’ and invites them all to a wedding feast.
Bottom, who has undergone the most momentous transformation of
them all, is sure that he has had ‘a most rare vision’
– quite what it was, he cannot say, but he is determined that
he will get Peter Quince to write a ballad on it, and it shall be
called (what else?) ‘Bottom’s Dream, because it
hath no bottom.’ The ballad never gets performed, but
the play is ‘preferred’ over the other unpromising
entertainments offered to Theseus. A tragic tale from Ovid’s
Metamorphoses, the story of Pyramus and Thisbe provides, as it promised,
‘very tragical mirth.’ The writing revels in
the kind of poetic excess that Shakespeare enjoyed parodying, and
(like the play’s scenes in the wood) it evokes moonshine:
‘Sweet moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams,
I thank thee, moon, for shining now so bright,
For by thy gracious, golden, glittering gleams,
I trust to take of truest Thisbe sight.’
Why say something once when you can say it three times? Just in
case anyone fails to understand, and in ignorance of the simple
and effective methods of Shakespeare’s theatre, an actor will
both play the moon and explain the impersonation.
When the comical tragedy is over, Theseus invokes the world he and
the other mortals only dimly apprehend: ‘Lovers, to bed.
/ ‘Tis almost fairy time.’ The story of Pyramus
and Thisbe (‘this palpable-gross play’) has
‘beguiled’ the time dividing the end of the feast from
bed-time. The four days announced at the beginning of the play seem
in fact to have become only two days and the night between them,
and this theatrical sleight-of-hand is in itself a kind of ‘magic’
bringing us to the borders between our belief in the play we have
been watching and the ‘reason’ that tells us it is only
a play. In a deferred ending that is not completed until Puck is
alone on stage, we are taken back to a world the actors (also ‘shadows’
in Elizabethan parlance) have performed in, but of which many of
the characters have no understanding. We remain – as we have
been all along – on a level with Puck and Oberon, and for
us the lovers’ jangling has been a sport. ‘Lord,
what fools these mortals be!’
Russell Jackson
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