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So hear the cradle of the fairy queen?
Quin. Speak, Pyramus, Thisby; stand forth.
So doth thy breath, my dearest Thisby, dear;
And, by and by, I will to thee appear. [Exit Pyramus.
Quin. Ay, marry, must you : for you must understand, he goes but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again.
T#Is. Most radiant Pyramus; most lilly-white of hue,
Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier,
As true as truest horse, that yet would never tirë,
Quin. 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 palt; it is, Devet tire."
Re-eater Bottom; with an ass-head.
QUIN. Ô monstrous ! O ftrange! we are haunted; pray, masters; fly, masters; help! [The clowns exeugt. Puck, I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a reund,
Through bog, through bush, through brake, through
bryer; Sometimes a horse I'll be, sometime a hound,
A hog, a headless bear, sometimes a fire, And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar and burn, Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every turn. [Exit.
Bot. Why do they run away ? this is a knavery of them to make me afeard.
Enter Snout. SNOUT. O Bottom, thou art chang'd; what do I see on thee?
Bot. What do you see? you see an ass-head of your own, do you?
Enter Quince. Quin. Bless thee, Bottom, bless thee; thou art translated.
Bot. I see their knavery, this is to make an ass of me, to fright me if they can; but I will not stir from this place, do what they can; I will walk up and down here, and I will fing, that they shall hear I am not afraid.
[Sings. The ousel cock so black of hue,
With orange-tawny bill,
The wren with little quill.
(Waking. Bot. The finch, the sparrow, and the lark,
The plain-long cuckow gray,
And dares not answer nay. For, indeed, who would set his wit to so foolish a bird ? who would give a bird the lye, tho' he cry Cuckow never fo?
Queen. I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again;
Bot. Methinks, mistress, you should have little reason for that: and yet, to say the truth, reason and lovę keep little company together now-a-days. The more the pity, that some honest neighbours will not make them friends. Nay, I can gleek upon occasion.
Queen. Thou art as wise, as thou art beautiful.
Bot. Not so neither : but if I had wit enough to get out of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn.
Queen, Out of this wood do not desire to go,
Ester four fairies, I FAIR. Ready. 2 FAIR. And I. 3 Fair. And I.
3 FAIR. And I : where shall we go.?
QUEEN. Be kind and courteous to this gentleman;
1 FAIR. Hail, mortal, hail!
Bot. I cry your worship's mercy heartily; I beseech your worship's name.
Bot. I shall desire of you more acquaintance, good master Cobweb; if I cut my finger, I mall make bold with you. Your name, honest gentleman.
Bot. I pray you, commend me to Mrs. Squalh your me ther, and to master Peascod your father. Good master Peaseblossom, I shall desire of you more acquaintance too. Your name, I beseech you, Sir.
Bot. Good master Mustardfeed, 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 hath made my eyes water ere now. I despre more of your acquaintance, good master Mustardseed,
Queen. Come, wait upon him, lead him to my bower.
The moon, methinks, looks with a watry eye; And when she weeps, weep ev'ry little flower,
Tie up my'love's tongue, bring him filently. (Exeunt.
Enter king of fairies,
Puck. My mistress with a monster is in love,