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Bot. I had rather have a handful, or two, on And will, to-morrow midnight, solemnly, dried pease. But, I pray you, let none of your 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;
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! 101 We the globe can compass soon, Oberon advances. 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 pitý.
That I sleeping here was found, For meeting her of late, behind the wood, 115 With these mortals on the ground. [Exeunt. Seeking sweet savours for this hateful fool,
[Wind horns within. I did upbraid her, and fall out with her: For she his hairy temples then had rounded
Enter Theseus, Egeus, Hippolita, and train. With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;
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 vawardt 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,
We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top,
125 I then did ask of her ber 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
130 And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp
Such gallant chidings; for, besides the groves, From off the head of the Athenian swain;
The skies, the fountains, every region near That he awaking when the others do,
Seem'd all one mutual cry; I never heard May all to Athens back again repair ;
So musical a discord, such sweet thunder. [kind, And think no more of this night's accidents,
The. My hounds are bred out of the Spartan But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
So tlewd', 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: [are these? Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen.
Judge, when you hear.—But, soft; what nymphs
Ege. My lord, this is my daughter bere asleep; Queen. My Oberon' what visions have I seen! Methought I was enamoured of an ass. 451
And this, Lysander; this Demetrius is; Ob. There lies your love.
This Helena, old Nedar's Helena : Queen. How came these things to pass?
I wonder at their being here together. (servé
The. No doubt, they rose up early, to obOh, how mine eye doth loath his visage now!
The rite of May; and hearing our intent, Ob. Silence, a while. Robin, take off this bead.
Came here in grace of our solemnity.-Titania, musick call; and strike more dead
But, speak, Egeus ; is not this the day
That Hermia should give answer of her choice? Than common sleep, of all these five the sense. Queen. Musick, ho! musick; such as charmeth
Ege. It is, my lord.
The. Go, bid the huntsmen wake them with sleep.
their horns. Puck. When thou awak'st, with thine own fool's155 Ob. Sound, musick. [Still musick.] Come, my Horns, and shout within; Demetrius, Lysander, queen, take hands with me,
Hermia, and Helena, wake and start up. And rock the 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. 2.1. e. grave or sober. Meaning, the honours due to the morning of May. Vaward is an obsolete word signifying the fore-part. • Chiding means sound. : 1.e. so mouthed. Flews are the large chaps of a deep-mouthed hound.
I will get
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.[him; I know, you two are rival enemies;
[Ereunt. How comes this gentle concord in the world,
As they go out, Bottom awakes. That hatred is so far from jealousy,
Bot. When my cue comes, call me, and I will To sleep by bate, and fear no enmity? · Lys. My lord, I shall reply amazedly,
answer:--my next is, Most fair Pyrumus.Half’sleep, half waking: But as yet, I swear,
Hey, ho!--Peter Quince ! Flute the bellows
mender! Snout the tinker ! Starveling! Gud's my I cannot truly say how I came here: But, as I think, (for truly would I speak,
life! stoln bence, and left me asleep! I have had And now I do bethink me, so it is;)
a most rare vision. I have had a dream,-past the I came with Hermia hither: our intent [bel
wit of man to say what dream it was: Man is but Was, to be gone froin Athens, where we might
an ass, if he go about to expound this dream. MeWithout the peril of the Athenian law. [enough; thought I was—there is no man can tell w bat.
Ege. Enough, enough, my lord; you have 15 Methought I was, and methought I had, But I beg the law, ihe law, upon his head. — [metrius,
man is but a patch'd fool', if he will offer to say They would have stoln away, they would, De
what methought I had. The eye of man hath not Thereby to have defeated you and me:
heard, the ear of man hath not seen; man's hand 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. 20
heart to report, what my dream was.
Peter Quince to write a ballad of this dream : it Dem. My lord, fair Helen to'd me of their stealth, Of this their purpose hither, to this wood;
shall be callid Bottom's Dream, because it hath uo 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,
the moregracious, I shall sing it at her death*.[EL. (But by some power it is) my 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 Bottom's house? is lie The object and the pleasure of mine eye,
come home yet? Is only Helena. To her, my lord,
Star. He cannot be heard of. Out of doubt Was i betroth'd ere I saw Hermia:
he is transported. But, like a siekness, did I loath this food:
Flu. If he come not, then the play is marrd; But, as in health, come to my natural taste,
it goes not forward, doth it?
135 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. The. Fair lovers, you are fortunately met:
Flu. No; he hath simply the best wit of any Of this discourse we shall hear more anon.
bandy-craft man in Athens. Egeus, I will over-bear your will ;
Quin. Yea, and the best person too: and he is For in this temple, by-and-by with us,
a very paramour for a sweet voice.
Flú. You must say, paragon: a paramour is, These couples shall eternally be knit. And, for the morning now is something worn,
God bless us! a thing of nought. Our purpos'd hunting shall be set aside.
Enter Snug. Away, with us, to Athens: Three and three, 45 Snug. Masters, the duke is coming from the We'll bold a feast in great solemnity. - [train. temple, and there is two or three lords and ladies Come, Hippolita. (Exe. Theseus, Hippolita, and more married: if our sport had gone forward, we Dem. Thesethings seem small, and undistinguish had all been made men'. Like far-off mountains turned into clouds. [able, Flu. O sweet bully Bottom! Thus hath he lost
Her. Methinks I see these things with parted 50 six-pence a-day during his life; he could not have When every thing seems double.
[eye, 'scaped six-pence a-day: an the duke had not Hel. So methinks:
given him sixpence a-day for playing Pyramus, And I have found Demetrius like a jewel, I'll be hang'd; he would have deservd'it : sixMine own, and not mine own.
pence a-day, 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 think, hearts? The duke was here, and bid us follow him?
Quin. Bottom!-0 most courageous day ! 0 Her. Yea; and my father. Hel And Hippolita.
most happy hour!
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 lote or affection. ? See the note in p. 175. 'i. e. a fool in a party-coloured coat. * This should have been after death, i. e. after having died as Pyramus he would come again and sing the song. : Meaning, we had alli made our fortunes.
Athenian., I will tell you every thing, right as its and the long is, our play is preferrd. In any case, fell out.
let Thisby have clean linen; and Jet not him, that Quin. Let us hear, sweet Bottom.
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- 5 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 pa them say, it is a sweet comedy. No more words; lace; every man look o'er his part; for the short laway; go, away.
S CE N E I.
To ease the anguish of a torturing hour?
Philost. Here, mighty Theseus. [evening? Enter Theseus, Hippolita, Egeus, Philostrate,
The. Say, what abridgment' have you for this Lords, &c.
20 What mask? what musick? How shall we beguile Hip. 'TIS strange, my Theseus, that these The lazy time, if not with some delight? lovers speak of.
[lievel Philost. There is a brief*, how many sports are The. More strange than true. I never may be
ripe; These antique fables, nor these fairy toys. Make choice of which your highness will see first. Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, 25
[Giving a paper. Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends.
The. [reads.) “ The battle of the Centaurs, to The lunatick, the lover, and the poet,
sung Are of imagination all compact':
' By an Athenian eunuch to the harp.” One sees more devils than vast hell can hold; 130 We'll none of that: that I have told my love, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantick, In glory of my kinsman Hercules. Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:
" The riot of the tipsy Bacchanals, The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, [heaven; “Tearing the Thracian singer in their rage. Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to That is an old device; and it was play'd And, as imagination bodies forth
35 When I from Thebes came last a conqueror. The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen “ The thrice three Muses mourning for the Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing Of learning, late deceas’d in beggary.”[death A local habitation and a naine.
That is some satire, keen and critical, Such tricks hath strong imagination ;
Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, 40 “A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus It comprehends some bringer of that joy;
“ And his love Thisbe; very tragical mirth." Or, in the night imagining some fear,
Merry and tragical? Tedious and brief? How easy is a bush su ppos’d a bear?
That is, hot ice, and wonderous strange snow. Hip. But all the story of the night told over, How shall we find the concòrd of this discord ? And all their minds transfigur'd so together, 45 Philost. A play there is, my lord, some ten More witnesseth than fancy's images,
words long; And grows to something of great constancy?: Which is as brief as I have known a play; But, howsoever, strange, and admirable.
But by ten words, my lord, it is too long; Enter Lisander, Demetrius, Hermia, & Helena. Which makes it tedious: for in all the play, The. Here come the lovers, full of joy and 50 There is not one word apt, one player fitted. mirth.
And tragical, my noble lord it is;
Which, when I saw rehears'd, I must confess, Lys. More than to us
Made mine eyes water; but more merry tears Wait on your royal walks, your board, your bed!/55 The passion of loud laughter never shed. The. Come now; what masks, what dances The. What are they, that do play it? [here, shall we have,
Philost. Hard-handed men, that work in Athens To wear away this long age of three hours, Which never labour'd in their minds 'till now; Between our after-supper, and bed time? And now have toild their unbreath’dø memories Where is our usual manager of mirth? 60 With this same play, against your nuptial. What revels are in hand? Is there no play,
The. And we will hear it. 'i. e. made up. ?j. e. consistency. '' By abridgment Shakspeare here means a dramatick per, formance, * i. e. a short account. Meaning, criticising, censuring : That is, unexercised memories.
Philost. No, my noble lord,
Enter Pyramus and Thisbe, Wall, Moonshine, It is not for you: I have heard it over,
and Lion, as in dumb show. And it is nothing, nothing in the world;
Prol. “ 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 things plain. 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 thein in ;-and take your places, la-10
sunder: [Erit Philost.
“ And through wall'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 “Presenteth moon-shine: for, if you will know, Hip. He says, they can do nothing in this kind. “ By moon-shine did these lovers thiuk no scoris 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 affríght : Noble respect takes it in might", not merit.
“ And, as she fled, 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" Whereat, with blade, with bloody blamefulblade, Throttle their practis'd accent in their fears,
“He bravely broach'd his boiling bloody breast; And, in conclusion, dumbly have broke off, " And Thisby, tarrying in mulberry shade, Not paying me a welcome: Trust me, sweet, “ His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest, Out of this silence, yet, I pick'd a welcome ; " Let lion, moon-shine, wall, and lovers twain, And in the modesty of fearful duty
30“ At large discourse, while here they do remain.” I read as inuch, as from the rattling tongue
[E.reunt all but l'all. 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.
35 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 you think, is addrest.
" That had in it a cranny'd hole, or chink, Ther Let him approach.
[Flour. Trum. “ Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby,
40“ Did whisper often very secretly; [shew Enter the Prologue.
“ This lone, this rough-cast, and this stone, doth Prol. “If we offend, it is with our good-will. " That I ain 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. 45 The. Would you desire lime and hair to speaks * Consider then, we come but in despite.
better? “ We do not come, as minding 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 Pyramus. " 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 prologue like a rough colt; O night, () 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, sweet, lovely wall,
Hip. Indeed he hath play'd on this prologue, “ That stand'st between her father's ground like a child on a recorder: a sound, but not in
“ and mine: government',
" Thou wall, O wall, O sweet and lovely wall, The. His speech was like a tangled chain: no-60 “ Shew me thy chink to blink through with thing impair'd, but all disordered. Who is next?
'Intents here means the object of their attention. ? In might, is probably an elliptical expression for what might huve been. :'i. e. ready. : A kind of dute.: Meaning, not regularly.
v mine eyne.
“ Thanks, courteous wall: Jove shield thee welll The. A very gentle beast, and of a good conscience. “ for this!
Dem. The very best at a beast, my lord, that " But what see I? No Thisby do I see.
e'er I saw. “ ( wicked wall, through whom I see no bliss ; Lys. This lion is a very fox for his valour.
“ Curst be thiy stones for thus deceiving me!") 5 The. True; and a goose for his discretion.
The. The wall, methinks, being sensible, should Dem. Not so, my lord: for his valour cannot curse again.
carry his discretion; and the fox carries the goose. Pyr. No, in truth, sir, he should not. Deceio. The. His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry ing me, is Thishy's cue; she is to enter now, and his valour; for the goose carries not the fox. It I am to spy her through the wall. You shall see, lief is well: leave it to his discretion, and let us listen it will fall pat as I told you: Younder she comes. live the moon. Enter Thisby.
Moon. “ This lanthorn doth the horned moon present:”.
[head. This. “O wall, full often last thou heard my
D-m. He should have worn the horns on his moans,
15 The. Ile 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 “T'hy stones with lime and hair knit up in thee."
“ present; Pyr. I see a voice: now will I to the chink,
“ Mvselt the man i th' moon do seem to be.” “To spy an I can hear my Thisby's face.
201 The. This is the greatest error of all the rest : « Thisby!
the man should be put into the lanthorn ; How My love! thou art my love, I think.”
is it else the man i' the moon? Pyr. “ Think what thou wilt, I am thy lover's
Dim. lle dares not come there for the candle: grace ; “ And like Limander am I trusty still.”. [kill." 25 llip. I am a-weary of this moon. Would, he
for, you see, it is already in snuif'. This. “And I like Helen, tiil the fates me
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 Piyr. “O, kiss me through the hole of this “ vile wall."
all reason, we must stay the time. This. “ I kiss the wall's hole, not your lips at
30 Lys. Proceed, moon.
Noon. 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; 1, the man in the “straightway?"
moon; this thorn-bush, my thorn-bush ; and this This. “ Tide life, tide death, I come without
dog, my dog. "delay.” Wall. « Thus have I, wall, my part discharged for they are in the moon. But, silence; here
Dem: Why all these should be in the lanthorn; “ 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. Dem. No remedy, my lord, when walls are so
40 This. “This is old Ninny's tomb: Where is wilful to hear without warning:
ns. Hip. This is the silliest stuif that ever I heard.
Lion. “Oh” [The lion roars. Thisbe The. The best in this kind are but shadows :
Dem. Well roard, lion.
The. Well run, Thisbe. and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
45 Hip. Well shone, moon. -Truly, the moon
shines with a good grace. Hip. It must be your imagination then, and
The. Well mous'd, lion. not theirs.
Dem. And then came Pyramus. The. If we imagine no worse of them, than they of themselves, they may pass for excellent men. Here
Lys. And so the lion vanish'd.
50 come two noble beasts in, a moon and a lion,
Pyr.“ Sweet moon, I thrank thee for thy sunny Lion. “You, ladies, you, whose gentle hearts
“ beams: “ do fear
[floor, “Ithank thee, moon, for shining now so bright: “The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on 55" For, by thy gracious, golden, glittering streams, “May now, perchance, both quake and tremble “ I trust to taste of truest Thisby's sight.
“ 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 dan:
Eyes, do you see? “ For if I should as lion corne 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.