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Bot. I had rather have a handful, or two, on And will, to-morrow midnight, soleinnly, dried pease. But, I pray you, let none of you Dance in duke Theseus' house triumphantly, people stir me; I have an exposition of sleep
And bless it to all fair posterity:: come upon me.
[arms. There shall these pairs of faithful lovers be Queen. Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my 5 Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity. Fairies, be gone, and be all ways away'.
Puck. Fairy king, attend and mark; So doth the woodbine, the sweet honey-suckle, I do hear the morning lark. Gently entwist,--the tema e ivy so
Ob. Then, my queen, in silence sad, Enrings the barky fingers of the elm.
Trip we after the night's shade: O, how I love thee! how I dute on thee! 10 We the globe can compass soon, Oberon adrances. Enter Puck.
Swifter than the wand'ring moon. Ob. Welcome, good Robin. Seest thou this Queen. Come, my lord; and in our flight, sweet sight?
Tell me how it came this night, Her dotage now I do begin to pity.
That I sleeping here was found, For meeting her of late, behind the wood, 15 With these mortals on the ground. [E.reunt. Seeking sweet savours for this hateful fool,
[Wind horns within. I did upbraid her, and fall out with her: Por she his hairy temples then had rounded
Enter Theseus, Egeus, Hippolita, and train. With coronet of fresh and fragrant Powers;
The. Go, one of you, find out the forester ;And that same dew, which sometime on the buds 20
For now our observation is perform’d': Was wont to swell, like round and orient pearls,
And since we have the vaward of the day, Stood now within the pretty flouret's eyes,
My love shall hear the musick of my hounds.Like tears, that did their own disgrace bewail.
Uncouple in the western valley; go: When I had, at my pleasure, taunted her,
Dispatch, I say, and find the forester.And she, in mild terms, begg'd my patience, 125
We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top, I then did ask of her her changeling child;
And mark the musical confusion Which strait she gave me, and her fairy sent
Of hounds and echo in conjunction. To bear him to my bower in fairy land.
Hip. I was with Hercules, and Cadmus, once, And, now I have the boy, I will undo
When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear This hateful imperfection of her eyes.
With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp
Such gallant chidings; for, besides the groves,
The skies, the fountains, every region near
Seem'd all one mutual cry; I never heard
So musical a discord, such sweet thunder. [kind, And think no more of this night's accidents, 35
The. My hounds are bred out of the Spartan But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
So flewd', so sanded, and their heads are hung But first I will release the fairy queen ;
With ears that sweep away the morning dew; Be, as thou wast wont to be ;
Crook-knee’d,and dew-lap'd like Thessalian bulls; [Touching her eyes with an herb.
Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, See, as thou was wont to see:
Each under each. A cry more tuneable
Was never halloo'd to, nor cheer'd with horn,
In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly: Care these? Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen.
Judge, when you hear.—But, soft; what nymphs Queen. My Oberon' what visions have I seen!
Ege. My lord, this is my daughter here asleep; Methought I was enamoured of an ass.
And this, Lysander; this Demetrius is; Ob. There lies your love.
This flelena, old Nedar's Helena : Queen. How caine these things to pass ?
I wonder at their being here together. (serve Oh, how mine eye doth loath his visage now!
The. No doubt, they rose up early, to obOb. Silence, a while. -Robin, take off this
The rite of May; and hearing our intent, head.-
Came here in grace of our solemnity.-Titania, musick call; and strike more dead
But, speak, Egeus; is not this the day Than common sleep, of all these five the sense.
l'hat Hermia should give answer of her choice? Queen. Musick, ho! musick; such as charieth
Ege. It is, my lord. sleep.
The. Go, bid the huntsmen wake them with Puck. When thou awak'st, with thine own fool's155
their horns. Ob. Sound, musick. [Still musick.] Come, my Horns, and shout within; Demetrius, Lysander, queen, take hands with me,
Hermia, and Helenu, wake and start up. And rock ihe ground whereon these sleepers be. The. Good-morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is Now thou and I are new in anity;
Begin these wood-birds but to couple now ? (past; ? That is, disperse yourselves. ? i. e. grave or sober. ? Meaning, the honours due to the morning of May. * Vaward is an obsolete word signifying the fore-part. Chiding ineans sound. i.e. so mouthed. Flews are the large chaps of a deep-mouthed hound.
Lys. Pardon, my lord. [They all kneel to The- Dem. Why then, we are awake: let's follow The. I pray you all, stand up.
Scus. And, by the way, let us recount our dreams. [lım; I know, you two are rival enemies;
[Ercunt, How comes this gentle concord in the world,
As they go out, Bottom awakes. That batred is so far from jealousy,
Bot. When my cue comes, call me, and I will To sleep by hate, and fear no enmity? Ls. My lord, I shall reply amazedly,
my next is, Most gair Pyrumus.-Hali 'sleep, half waking: But as yet, I swear,
Hey, ho! - Peter Quince! Flute the bellows I cannot truly sav how I came here:
mender! Snout the tinker ! Starveling! Gud's my But, as I think, (for truly would I speak,
life! stol'n hence, and left me asleep! I have had
10 And now I do behink me, so it is;)
a most rare vision. I have had a dream,- past the I came with Hermia hither: our intent [be
wit of man to say what dream it was: Man is but an ass,
if he Was, to be gone from Athens, where we might thought I was—there is no man can tell what.
go about to expound this dream. MeWithout the peril of the Athenian law. [enough ;
Methought I was, and methought I had, - -But Ege. Enough, cnough, my lord; you have 15 I beg the law, the law, upon his head. — [metrius, what methought I had. The eye of man bath not
man is but a patch'd fool', if he will offer to say They would have stol'n away, they would, De
heard, the ear of man hath not seen; man's hand Thereby to have defeated you
and You, of your wife; and me, of my consent;
is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his Of my consent that she should be your wife. 120
heart to report, what my dream was. I will get Dem. My lord, fair Helen to'o me of their stealth,
Peter Quince to write a ballad of this dream: it
shall be call'd Bottom's Dream, because it hath no Of this their purpose bither, to this wood; And I in fury hither follow'd them;
bottom; and I will sing it in the latter end of a Fair Helena in fancy' following me.
play, before the duke: Peradventure, to make it But, my good lord, I wot not by what power, 25
the moregracious, I shall sing it at her death*.[Ex, (But by some power it is) :ny love to Hermia,
Athens. Quince's House.
Enter Quince, Flute, Snout, and Starveling, And all the faith, the virtue of my heart,
Quin. Have you sent to Bottoin's house? is he The object and the pleasure of mine eye,
come home yet?
Star. He cannot be heard of. Out of doubt Is only Helena. To her, my lord, Was I betroth'd ere I saw Hermia:
he is transported. But, like a sickness, did I loath this food:
Flu. It he come not, then the play is marrd; But, as in health, come to my natural taste,
it goes not forward, doth it?
35 Now do I wish it, love it, long for it,
Quin. It is not possible: you have not a man in And will for evermore be true to it.
all Athens, able to discharge Pyramus, but he.
Flu. No; he hath simply the best wit of any The. Fair lovers, you are fortunately met: Of this discourse we shall hear more anon.
handy-craft man in Athens. Egeus, I will over-bear your will;
Quin. Yea, and the best person too: and he is
401. For in this temple, by-and-by with us,
a very paramour for a sweet voice.
Fli. 'You must say, paragon: a paramour is, These couples shall eternally be knit.
God bless us! a thing of nought.
Dem. Thesethings seem small, and undistinguish- had all been made men'.
Her. Methinks I see these things with parted 50 six-pence a-day during his life; he could not have
given him sixpence a-day for playing Pyramus, And I bave tound Demetrius like a jewel, I'll be hang'd; he would have desery'd it: sixand not mine own.
pence a-uay, in Pyramus, or nothing. Dem. Are you sure
Enter Bottom. That we are awake?-- It seems to me,
Bot. Where are these lads? where are these That yet we sleep, we dream.-Do not you thinh, hearts? The duke was here, and bid us follow him?
Quin. Bottom!-0 most courageous day! 0 Her. Yea; and my father.
most happy hour! Hel And Hippolita.
160 Bot. Masters, I am to discourse wonders: but Lys. And he did bid us follow to the temple. ask me not what; for, if I tell you, I am no true
'Fancy here means lore or affection. ? See the note in p. 175. ?i. e. a fool in a party-coloured coat, 4 This should have been after death, i. e. after having died as Pyramus he would come again and sing the song. Meaning, we had all made our fortunes.
Athenian. I will tell you every thing, right as it and the long is, our play is preferrd. In any case,
let Thisby have clean linen; and let not him, that
plays the lion, pare his nails, for they shall hang Bot. Not a word of me. All that I will tell out for the lion's claws. And, most dear actors, you, is, that the duke hath dined: Get your ap-15 eat no onions nor garlick, for we are to utter parel together; good strings to your beards, new sweet breath; and I do not doubt but to hear ribbons to your pumps; meet presently at the them say, it is a sweet comedy. No more words; lace; every man look o'er his part; for the short away; go, away.
S C Ε Ν Ε Ι.
To ease the anguish of a torturing hour?
Philost. Here, mighty Theseus. [evening?
Th". Say, what abridgment' have you for this
20 What mask? what musick? How shall we beguile
[lieve Philost. There is a brief*, how many sports are
[Giving a puper.
The. [reads. ] “ The battle of the Centaurs, to
By an Athenian eunuch to the harp.”
« The riot of the tipsy Bacchanals,
35 When I from Thebes came last a conqueror.
That is some satire, keen and critical',
Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony:
“ And his love Thisbe; very tragical mirth.”
Merry and tragical? Tedious and brief?
That is, hot ice, and wonderous strange snow.
But by ten words, my lord, it is too long;
And tragical, my noble lord it is;
Which, when I saw rehears'd, I must confess,
Made mine eyes water; but more merry tears
Philost. Hard-handed men, that work in Athens
And now have toil'd their unbreath'd memories
The. And we will hear it.
i. e. consistency. By abridgment Shakspeare here means a dramatick performance. . i. e, a short account, Meaning, criticising, censuring. That is, unexercised memories.
Philost. No, my poble lors),
Enter Pyramus and Thisbe, Wall, Moonshine, It is not for you: i have heard it over,
and Lion, as in dumb shoz. And it is nothing nothing in the world;
Gentles, perchance, you wonder at Unless you can find sport in their intents',
" this show; Extremely stretch'd, and conn’d with cruel pain, 5
“But wonder on, till truth make all thingsplain. To do you service.
“ This man is Pyramus, if you would know; The. I will hear that play:
“ This beauteous lady Thisby is, certain. For never any thing can be amiss,
“This man with lime and rough-cast,doth present When simpleness and duty tender it. [dies. “ Wall, that vile wall which did those lovers Go, bring them in ;--and take your places, la-10
"sunder: [Erit Philost.
“ And through wail's chink, poor souls, they are Hip. I love not to see wretchedness o'ercharg’d,
“ content And duty in his service perishing:
“ To whisper; at which let no man wonder. The. Why, gentle sweet, you shall see no such “ This man with lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn, thing
15. “Presentetlı moon-shine: for, if you will know, Hip. He says, they can do nothing in this kind.
“ Bv moon-shine did these lovers think no scorn The. The kinder we, to give them thanks for
“'To meet at Ninus' tomb, there, there to woo. nothing.
“ This grisly beast, which by name lion hight, Our sport shall be, to take what they mistake: “ The trusty Thisby, coming first by night, And what poor duty cannot do,
20“ Did scare away, or rather did allright: Noble respect takes it in night, not merit.
And, as she thed, her mantle she did fall; Where I have come, great clerks have purposed “ Which lion vile with bloody mouth did stain: To greet me with premeditated welcomes; “ Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth, and tall, Where I have seen them shiver, and look pale,
“ And finds his trusty Thisby's mantle slain : Make periods in the midst of sentences,
25“ W'hereat, with blade, with bloody blamefulblade, Throttle their practis'd accent in their fears,
“ Hebravely broach'd his boiling bloody breast; And, in conclusion, dumbly have broke off,
" And Thisby, tarryingin mulberry shade, Not paying me a welcome: Trust me, sweet, “ His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest, Out of ihis silence, yet, I pick'd a welcome ;
“ Let lion, moon-shine, wall, and lovers twain, And in the modesty of fearful duty
301 At large discourse, while here they do remain.” I read as inuch, as from the rattling tongue
[Ereuni all but Wall. Of saucy and audacious eloquence.
The. I wonder, if the lion be to speak. Love, therefore, and tongue-ty'd simplicity,
Dem. No wonder, my lord: one lion may, In least, speak most, to my capacity:
when many asses do.
135 Wall. In this same interlude, it doth befall, Enter Philostrate.
“ That I, one Snout by name, present a wall: Philost. So please your grace, the prologue
“ And such a wall, as I would have is addrest'.
" That had in it a cranny'd hole, or chink, The. Let him approach.
[Flour. Trum. “ Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby,
40 “ Did whisper often very secretly. [shew Enter the Prologue.
“ This lome, this rough-cast, and this stone, doth Prol. “ If we offend, it is with our good-will. “ That I am that same wall; the truth is so:
“That you should think, wecome not to offend, “ And this the cranny is, right and sinister, [per." “ But with good-will. To shew our simple skill, “ Through which the fearful lovers are to whis" That is the true beginning of our end.
The. Would you desire lime and hair to speak “ Consider then, we come but in de pite.
better? “ We do not come, as ininding to content you, Dem. It is the wittiest partition that ever I “ Our true intent is. All for your delight, heard discourse, my lord. We are not here. That you should here re- The. Pyramus draws near the wall: silence pent you,
Enter Pyranus. “ The actors are at hand; and by their show, Pyr. “O grim-look'd night! O night with hu “You shall know all, that you are like to know."
so black! The. This fellow doth not stand upon points. “O night, which ever art, when day is not!
Lys. He hath rid his prologuelike a rough colt; f" ( night, 0 night, alack, alack, alack, He knows not the stop. A good moral, my lord:55 “ I tear my 'Thisby's promise is forgot!-It is not enough to speak, but to speak true. “ And thou, O wall, o sweet, O lovely wall,
Hip. Indeed he hath play'd on this prologue, " That standst between her father's ground like a child on a recordert: a sound, but not in
" and mine: government'.
“ Thou wall, () wall, O sweet and lovely wall, The. His speech was like a tangled chain: 10-60 “ Shew me thy chink to blink through with thing impair'd, but all disordered." Who is next?
r mine eyne. 'Intents here means the object of their attention. ? In might, is probably an elliptical expression for what might have been. i.e. ready. A kind of flute
,: Meaning, not regularly. 0
“ Thanks, courteous wall: Jove shield thee well) The. A very gentle beast,andofa good conscience. “ for this!
very best at a beast, my lord, that “ But what see I? No Thishy do I see.
e'er I saw. “ O wicked wall, through whom I see no bliss; L's. This lion is a very fox for his valour.
“ Curst be thy stones for thus deceiving me!") 5 The. True; and a goose for his discretion.
The. The wall, methinks, being sensible, should Denn. Not so, my lord: for his valour cannot curse again.
carry his discretion; and the fox carries the goose.
Noon. " This lanthorn doth the horned moon
[head. This. “ ( wall, full often last thou heard my
Dom. Ile should have worn the horns on his moans,
15 The. He is no crescent, and his horns are in" For parting my fair Pyramus and me: visible within the circumference. “ My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones; Moon. “ This lanthorn doth the horned moon "Thy stones with lime and hair knit up in thee."
present; Pyr. “I see a voice: now will I to the chink,
" Myself the man i'th' moon do seem to be." “To spy an I can hear my Thisby's face.
120. The. This is the greatest error of all the rest : “ Thisby!
the man should be put into the lanthorn; How This.“ My love! thou art iny love, I think."
is it else the man i the moon? Pyr. “ Think what thou wilt, I am thy lover's
Dem. lle dares not come there for the candle : grace ; “ And like Limander am I trusty still.” [kill."
for, you see, it is already in snutt''. This. “ And I like Ilclen, till the fates me
25. Hip. I am a-weary of this moon. Would, he
would change! Pyr. “ Not Shafalus to Procrus was so true.” This. “ As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you."
The. It appears, by his small light of discretion,
that he is in the wane: but yet, in courtesy, in Pyr. “O, kiss me through the hole of this “ vile wall."
all reason, we must stay the time. [all.
30 This. " I kiss the wall's hole, not your lips at
Lys. Proceed, moon.
Moon. All that I have to say is, to tell you, Pyr. “ Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me that the lanthorn is the moon; I, the man in the
“straightway?" This.“ Tide life, tide death, I come without
moon; this thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this "delay.”
dog, my dog.
[so: Wall. « Thus have I, wall, my part discharged 35
Dem: Why all these should be in the lanthorn;
for they are in the moon. But, silence; here “ And, being done, thus wall away doth go.”.
comes Thisbe. [Exeunt Wall, Pyramus, and Thisbe. The. Now is the mural down between the two
Enter Thisbe. neighbours.
401 Dem. No remedy, my lord, when walls are so
This. “This is old Ninny's tomb: Where is wilful to hear without warning:
[off. Hip. This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard.
Lion. “Oh” [The lion roars. Thisbe runs The. The best in this kind are but shadows :
Dem. Well roar'd, lion.
The. Well run, Thisbe. and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
43. Hip. Well shone, moon. -Truly, the moont
shines with a good grace. Hip. It must be your imagination then, and
The. Well mous'd, lion. not theirs. The. If we imagine no worse of them, than they of
Dem. And then came Pyramus. themselves, they may pass for excellentmen. Here
Lys. And so the lion vanish’d. come two noble beasts in, a moon and a lion.
Pyr.“ Sweet moon, I thank thee for thy sunny
“ beams : “ do fear
[floor, “I thank thee, moon, for shining now so bright: “The smallest monstrous inouse that creeps on 55“ For, by thy gracious, golden, glittering streams, “ May now, perchance, both quake and tremble “I trust to taste of truest Thisivy's sight. here,
“ But stay ;-0 spight! “When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar.
“ But mark;-Poor knight, " Then know, that I, as Snug the joiner, am ·
« What dreadful dole is here: “ A lion fell, nor else no lion's dany:
“ Eyes, do you see? « For if I should as lion come in strife
- How can it be? “ Into this place, 'twere pity on my life.”
“ O dainty duck! O dear!
.? Snuff signifies both the cinder of a candle, and hasty anger,