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To sleep by hate, and fear mes,
wish come to my natural taste,
dote upon :
I pray you all, stand up.
Lys. My lord, I shall reply
i 'sleep, half waking-But as yet, I swear,
would I speak,
be gone from Athens, where we might be
Dem. My lord, fair Helen told me of their stealth,
remembrance of an idle
I betroth'd ere I saw Hermin;
it, love it, long for it,
we will hear more anon.-
the morning now is something worn,
[Rxeunt Theseus, Hippolyta, Egeus, and traina
it was — Man is but an ass, if he go about to expound
Dem. These things seem small and undistinguishable, Like far-off mountains turned into clouds.
Her. Methinks, I see these things with parted ese,
It seems to me,
Her. Yea; and my father.
Dem. Why, then, we are awake: let's follow him
As they go out, BOTTOM awakes. Bot. When my cue comes, call me, and I will answer: my next is, Most fair Pyramus. --Hey, ho:Peter Quince Flute, the bellows-mender! Snout, the tinker 1 Starveling! God's my life! stolen hence, and left me asleep! I have had
most rare vision. I have this dream. Methought I was there is no man can tell what. Methought I was, and methought I had, but man is but a patched fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had. The eye of man hath not heart, the ear of man hath not seen; man's hand is not able taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report ballad of this dream : it shall be called Bottom's Dream latter end of a play, before the duke : Peradventure, to make it the more gracious, I shall sing it at her death,
SCENB II.-Athens. A Room in Quince's House.
STARVELING Quin. Have you sent to Bottom's house. Is he come home yet?
Star. He cannot be hean of. Out of doubt, he is transported.
part ; for, the short and the every man look o'er his
Flu. If he come not, then the play is marred; it goes not forward, doth it!
Quin. It is not possible: you have not a man in all Athens, able to discharge Pyramus, but he.
Flu. No; he hath simply the best wit of any handycraft man in Athens.
Quin. Yea, and the best person too: and he is a very paramour, for a sweet voice.
Flu. You must say, paragon: a paramour is, God bless us, a thing of nought.
Enter SNUG. Snug. Masters, the duke is coming from the temple, and there is two or three lords and ladies more married : if our sport had gone forward, we had all been made men.
Flu. O sweet bully Bottom! Thus hath he lost sixpence a-day during his life; he could not have 'scaped sixpence a-day: an the duke had not given him sixpence a-day for playing Pyramus, I'll be hanged; he would have deserved it: sixpence a-day, in Pyramus, or nothing.
Quin. Bottom! O most courageous day! O most happy hour!
Bot. Masters, I am to discourse wonders : but ask me not what ; for if I tell you, I am no true Athenian. 1 Quin. Let us hear, sweet Bottom.
every thing, right as it fell out. Bot. Not a word of me. All that I will tell you, is, that the duke hath dined: Get your apparel together ; good strings to your heards, new ribbons to your pumps meet presently at the palace ; ferred. In any case, let Thisby
is, our play is pre
have clean linen ; and shall hang out for the lion's claws.
lion, pare his nails, for they
And, most dear actors, eat no onions, nor garlick, for we are to utter sweet breath; and I do not doubt, but to hear them say, it is a sweet comedy. No more words; away: 89
SCENB I.-The same.
An Apartment in the Palace
Enter Theseus, HIPPOLYTA,PHILOSTRATE,
Lords, and Allendants.
I never may believe
Hip. But all the story of the night told over,
Enter LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HERMIA, and
More than to us
The. Como now; what masks, what dances shall we
o wear away this long nge of three hours, [have,
Here, mighty Theseus.
Philost. There is a brief, how many sports are ripe ;
Giving a paper.)
The riot of the lipsy Bacchanals,
7'earing the Thracian singer in their ragc.
The thrice three Muses mourning for the death
A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus:
and his love Thisbe : very tragical mirth.