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How comes this gentle concord in the world,
Lys. My lord, I shall reply amazedly,
Ege. Enough, enough, my lord; you have enough:
Dem. My lord, fair Helen told me of their stealth,
The. Fair lovers, you are fortunately met:
for love or affection, and is opposed to fury, as before:
“ Sighs and tears, poor Fancy's followers." Some now call that which a mao takes particular delight in, his fancy. Florect fancier, for a florist, and bird fancier, for a lover and feeder of birds, are colloquia. words. JOHNSON.
Our purpos’d hunting shall be set aside.-
Dem. These things seem small, and undistinguishable,
Her. Methinks, I see these things with parted eye,
Hel. So methinks :
Dem. 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.
(3) patched fool,] Tbat is, a fool in a particolour'd coat JOHNSON.  He means the death of Thisbe, which his bead is at present full of
SCENE II. Athens. A Room in Quince's House.
Enter QUINCE, FLUTE, Snout, and STARVELING. Quin. Have you sent to Bottom's house ? is he come home yet?
Star. He cannot be heard of. Out of doubt, he is transported. 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 handy. craft 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 six pence a-day during his life; he could not have ’scaped six pence a-day : an the duke had not given him six pence a-day for playing Pyramus, I'll be hanged; he would have de served it : six pence a-day, in Pyramus, or nothing.
Enter Bottom. Bot. Where are these lads? where are these hearts ?
Quin. Bottom !--0 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. I will tell you every thing, right as it fell out.
Quin. Let us hear, sweet Bottom.
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 beards, new ribbons to your pumps ; meet presently at the palace ; every man look o'er his part; for, the short and the long is, our play is preferred. In any case, let Thishy have clean linen ; and  1. e. to prevent the false bearde, wbich they wear, from falling off
let not him, that plays the lion, pare his nails, for they shall hang out for the lion's claws. And, most dear actors, eat no onions, nor garlic, 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 ; go, away.
SCENE I.-The same. An Apartment in the Palace of
The. More strange than true. I never may believe
Hip. But all the story of the night told over,
Enter LYSANDER, Demetrius, Hermia, and HELENA.
Joy, gentle friends ! joy, and fresh days of love,
Lys. More than to us
The. Come now; what masks, what dances shall we have,
Phil. Here, mighty Theseus.
The. Say, what abridgmento have you for this evening! What mask? what music ? How shall we beguile The lazy time, if not with some delight?
Phil. "There is a brief, how many sports are ripe ; Make choice of which your highness will see first.
(Giving a paper. The. [reads.] The battle with the Centaurs, to be sung By an Athenian eunuch to the harp. We'll none of that: that have I told my love, In glory of my kinsman Hercules.
The riot of the tipsy Bacchanals,
Tearing the Thracian singer in their rage. That is an old device; and it was play'd When I from Thebes came last a conqueror.
The thrice three Muses mourning for the death
Of learning, late deceas'd in beggary. That is some satire, keen and critical, Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony.
A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus,
And his love Thisbe ; very trugical mirth.
Phil. A play there is, my lord, some ten words long ;
 By abridgment our author may mean a drumatic performance, which crowds tbe events of years into a few hours STEEVEXS. (8) Critical here means criticising, censuring. So in Othello :
* 0,1 am acthic; if bot critical." STEEVENS,
() i. e. a short account or enumeration.