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A Midsummer Night's Dream

Act III, Scene 1

The wood.
 
[TITANIA lying asleep.  Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING]
 
BOTTOM
Are we all met?
 
QUINCE
Pat, pat, and here's a marvelous convenient place for our rehearsal. This green plot shall be our stage, this hawthorn-brake our tiring-house, and we will do it in action, as we will do it before the duke.
 
BOTTOM
Peter Quince?
 
QUINCE
What sayest thou, bully Bottom?
 
BOTTOM
There are things in this comedy of Pyramus and Thisby, that will never please. First, Pyramus must draw a sword to kill himself; which the ladies cannot abide. How answer you that?
 
SNOUT
By our lakin, a parlous fear.
 
STARVELING
I believe we must leave the killing out, when all is done.
 
BOTTOM
Not a whit, I have a device to make all well. Write me a prologue, and let the prologue seem to say, we will do no harm with our swords, and that Pyramus is not killed indeed: and for the more better assurance, tell them, that I Pyramus am not Pyramus, but Bottom the weaver: this will put them out of fear.
 
QUINCE
Well, we will have such a prologue, and it shall be written in eight and six.
 
BOTTOM
No, make it two more, let it be written in eight and eight.
 
SNOUT
Will not the ladies be afeard of the lion?
 
STARVELING
I fear it, I promise you.
 
BOTTOM
Masters, you ought to consider with yourselves, to bring in (God shield us) a lion among ladies, is a most dreadful thing. For there is not a more fearful wild-fowl than your lion living: and we ought to look to it.
 
SNOUT
Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion.
 
BOTTOM
Nay, you must name his name, and half his face must be seen through the lion's neck, and he himself must speak through, saying thus, or to the same defect; Ladies, or  fair ladies, I would wish you, or I would request you, or I would entreat you, not to fear, not to tremble: my life for yours. If you think I come hither as a lion, it were pity of my life. No, I am no such thing, I am a man as other men are; and there indeed let him name his name, and tell them plainly he is Snug the joiner.
 
QUINCE
Well, it shall be so; but there is two hard things, that is, to bring the moonlight into a chamber: for you know, Pyramus and Thisby meet by moonlight.
 
SNOUT
Doth the moon shine that night we play our play?
 
BOTTOM
A calendar, a calendar, look in the almanac, find out moonshine, find out moonshine.
 
QUINCE
Yes, it doth shine that night.
 
BOTTOM
Why then may you leave a casement of the great chamber window (where we play) open, and the moon may shine in at the casement.
 
QUINCE
Aye, or else one must come in with a bush of thorns and a lantern, and say he comes to disfigure, or to present the person of Moonshine. Then there is another thing, we must have a wall in the great chamber; for Pyramus and Thisby (says the story) did talk through the chink of a wall.
 
SNOUT
You can never bring in a wall. What say you Bottom?
 
BOTTOM
Some man or other must present Wall, and let him have some plaster, or some loam, or some rough-cast about him, to signify wall; and let him hold his fingers thus; and through that cranny, shall Pyramus and Thisby whisper.
 
QUINCE
If that may be, then all is well. Come, sit down every mother's son, and rehearse your parts. Pyramus, you begin; when you have spoken your speech, enter into that brake, and so every one according to his cue.
 
[Enter PUCK behind]
 
PUCK
            ,        ,     ,               ,     2     ,
      What hem|pen home-|spuns have | we swag|gering here,
           ,          ,      ,         ,      ,
      So near | the crad|le of | the fair|y queen?
        ,         ,       ,     ,             ,  2
      What, a | play to|ward? I'll / be an | auditor,
          ,      ,         ,     . T  T    T
      An act|or too | perhaps,| if I see cause.
 
QUINCE
        ,    ,           ,       ___     ___
      Speak Pyr/amus:| Thisby | stand | forth.
 
BOTTOM
       ,              x         ,   2    ,        ,
      Thisby,| the flowers | of od|ious sav|ors sweet.
 
QUINCE
       ,       ,
      Odors,| odors.
 
BOTTOM
                       ,       ,        ___
                      odors | savors | sweet:
           ,           ,          ,        ,       ,
      So hath | thy breath,| my dear|est This|by dear.
            ,        ,       ,               ,       ,
      But hark,| a voice:| stay thou | but here | awhile,
           ,        ,       ,         ,        ,
      And by | and by | I will | to thee | appear.
 
[Exit]
 
PUCK
           ,       ,     ,         ,             ,
      A strang|er Pyr|amus,| than ere | played^here.
 
[Exit]
 
FLUTE
Must I speak now?
 
QUINCE
Aye marry must you. For you must understand he goes but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again.
 
FLUTE
            ,        ,     ,         ,      ,    
      Most rad|iant Pyr|amus,| most li|ly-white | of hue,
          ,       ,         ,      ,           ,         ,
      Of col|or like | the red | rose on | triumph|ant brier,
             ,      ,    ,         ,           ,      ,
      Most brisk|y juv|enal | and eke | most love|ly Jew,
           ,        ,        ,           ,           ,       ,
      As true | as tru|est horse,| that yet | would nev|er tire,
        T    T    T     ,    ,         ,         __
      I'll meet thee | Pyra|mus, at | Ninny's | tomb.
 
QUINCE
Ninus' tomb man: why, you must not speak that yet; that you answer to Pyramus: you speak all your part at once, cues and all.  Pyramus enter, your cue is past; it is never tire.
 
FLUTE
        2     ,        ,        ,           ,           ,       ,
      O, As true | as tru|est horse,| that yet | would nev|er tire:
 
[Enter PUCK, and BOTTOM with an ass's head]
 
BOTTOM
         ,          ,      ,      ,         ,      ___
      If I | were fair,| Thisby | I were | only | thine.
 
QUINCE
O monstrous. O strange. We are haunted; pray masters, fly masters, Help.
 
[Exeunt QUINCE, SNUG, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING]
 
PUCK
            ,       ,           ,           ,        ,
      I'll fol|low you,| I'll lead | you about | a round,
               ,              ,              ,              ,     o
      Through bog,| through bush,| through brake,| through bri|er,
            ,        ,           ,         ,        ,
      Sometime | a horse | I'll be,| sometime | a hound:
         ,        ,         ,         ,         x
      A hog,| a head|less bear,| sometime | a fire,
            ,           ,          ,           ,          ,
      And neigh,| and bark,| and grunt,| and roar,| and burn,
             ,       T     T     T      x    .   Tx    T
      Like^horse,| hound, hog, bear,| fire, at every turn.  ??
 
[Exit]
 
BOTTOM
Why do they run away? this is a knavery of them to make me afeard.
 
[Enter SNOUT]
SNOUT
O Bottom, thou art changed; what do I see on thee?
 
BOTTOM
What do you see? you see an asshead of your own, do you?
 
[Exit SNOUT; Enter QUINCE]
 
QUINCE
Bless thee Bottom, bless thee; thou art translated.
 
[Exit]
 
BOTTOM
I see their knavery: this is to make an ass of me, to fright me if they could; but I will not stir from this place, do what they can. I will walk up and down here, and I will sing that they shall hear I am not afraid.
 
[Sings]
           ,       ,         ,         ,
      The ous|el cock,| so black | of hue,
            ,        ,      ,    oo
      With or|ange-tawn|y bill.|
             ,         ,          ,         ,
      The thrust|le, with | his note | so true,
            ,          ,        ,     oo
      The wren | with lit|tle quill.|
 
TITANIA [Awaking]
            ,       ,          ,         ,   2   ,
      What ang|el wakes | me from | my flow|ery bed?
 
BOTTOM [Sings]
            ,           ,        ,          ,
      The finch,| the spar|row, and | the lark,
       .    T     T   T        ,    oo
      The plain-song cuck|oo gray;|
             ,            ,   2   ,           ,
      Whose note | full* ma|ny a man | doth mark,
            ,          ,        ,
      And dares | not ans|wer, nay.
 
For indeed, who would set his wit to so foolish a bird? who would give a bird the lie, though he cry cuckoo never so?
 
TITANIA
          ,          ,       ,         ,       ,
      I pray | thee gent|le mort|al, sing | again,
            ,         ,      ,        ,         ,
      Mine^ear | is much | enam|ored of | thy note;
          ,         ,        ,        ,         ,
      So is | mine^eye | enthral|led to | thy shape.
                  ,   ,          ,          ,            ,        o
      And thy / fair vir|tue's force |(perforce)| doth move | me.
                 ,     ,        ,          ,         ,          o
      On the / first view | to say, | to swear | I love | thee.
 
BOTTOM
Methinks mistress, you should have little reason for that: and yet to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together, nowadays. The more the pity, that some honest neighbors will not make them friends. Nay, I can gleek upon occasion.
 
TITANIA
            ,         ,         ,          ,     ,
      Thou art | as wise,| as thou | art beaut|iful.
 
BOTTOM
Not so neither; but if I had wit enough to get out of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn.
 
TITANIA
       ,              ,        ,        ,        ,
      Out of | this wood,| do not | desire | to go.
             ,         ,             ,     2       ,        ,
      Thou shalt | remain | here*, wheth|er thou wilt | or no.
         ,       ,      ,       ,        ,
      I am | a spir|it of | no com|mon rate:
           ,        ,            ,      ,         ,
      The sum|mer still | doth tend | upon | my state,
          ,        ,            ,         ,         ,
      And I | do love | thee; there|fore go | with me,
             ,           ,       ,       ,         ,
      I'll give | thee fair|ies to | attend | on thee;
            ,            ,           ,        ,          ,
      And they | shall fetch | thee jew|els from | the deep,
            ,            ,         ,         ,             ,
      And sing,| while thou | on pres|sed flowers | dost^sleep:
          ,          ,           ,       ,         ,
      And I | will purge | thy mort|al gross|ness so,
             ,            ,        ,     ,       ,
      That thou | shalt like | an air|y spir|it go.
        T     Tx     T   T     T    .   T        ,
      Peaseblossom, Cob|web, Moth, and Mus|tardseed.
 
[Enter PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, and MUSTARDSEED]
 
PEASEBLOSSOM
       ,
      Ready.
 
COBWEB
               ,
           And I,
 
MOTH
                     ,
                 And I,
 
MUSTARDSEED
                           ,
                       And I,
 
ALL
                                    3     3    ,
                               Where shall we go?
 
TITANIA
           ,          ,    2    ,         ,      ,
      Be kind | and court|eous to | this gent|leman,
       ,             ,           ,      ,         ,
      Hop in | his walks,| and gamb|ol in | his eyes,
        ,              ,     ,         ,   ,
      Feed him | with ap|ricots,| and dew|berries,
            ,         ,       T     T    .   T   ,
      With pur|ple grapes,| green figs, and mul|berries,
           ,       ,      ,               ,        ,
      The hon|ey-bags | steal from | the hum|ble bees,
                  ,    ,        ,           ,        ,
      And for / night-tap|ers crop | their wax|en thighs,
            ,       ,    2       ,        T    T      T
      And light | them at the | fiery | glow-worm's eyes,
           ,         ,        ,         ,      ,
      To have | my love | to bed | and to | arise;
            ,           ,            ,       ,       ,
      And pluck | the wings | from paint|ed but|terflies,
          ,          ,    ,                ,         ,
      To fan | the moon|beams from | his sleep|ing eyes.
       ,             ,          ,         ,      ,
      Nod to | him elves,| and do | him court|esies.
 
PEASEBLOSSOM
       __     ,
      Hail,| mortal.
 
COBWEB
                      __
                     Hail.
 
MOTH
                           __
                          Hail.
 
MUSTARDSEED
                                __
                               Hail.
 
BOTTOM
I cry your worship's mercy heartily; I beseech your worship's name.
 
COBWEB
Cobweb.
 
BOTTOM
I shall desire you of more acquaintance, good Master Cobweb: if I cut my finger, I shall make bold with you. Your name, honest gentleman?
 
PEASEBLOSSOM
Peaseblossom.
 
BOTTOM
I pray you commend me to Mistress Squash, your mother, and to Master Peascod your father. Good Master Peaseblossom, I shall desire you of more acquaintance too. Your name I beseech you sir?
 
MUSTARDSEED
Mustardseed.
 
BOTTOM
Good Master Mustardseed, I know your patience well: that same cowardly giant-like ox-beef hath devoured many a gentleman of your house. I promise you, your kindred had made my eyes water ere now. I desire your more acquaintance, good Master Mustardseed.
 
TITANIA
             ,      ,           ,         ,        x
      Come wait | upon | him, lead | him to | my bower.
            ,         ,       ,             ,  2    ,
      The moon | methinks,| looks with | a wat|ery eye,
            ,          ,            ,      ,         x
      And when | she weeps,| weeps^eve|ry lit|tle flower,
         ,         ,       ,        ,     ,
      Lamen|ting some | enfor|ced chast|ity.
       ,    2        T      T      T          ,      ,
      Tie up my | love's tongue, bring | him sil|ently.
 
[Exeunt]

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