Dick Prickle
Gone.
SNOUT
You can never bring in a wall. What say you, Bottom?
You can never bring in a wall. What say you, Bottom?
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Who Replied?Dick Prickle
Gone.
BOTTOM
Some man or other must present Wall: and let him
have some plaster, or some loam, or some rough-cast
about him, to signify wall; and let him hold his
fingers thus, and through that cranny shall Pyramus
and Thisby whisper.
Some man or other must present Wall: and let him
have some plaster, or some loam, or some rough-cast
about him, to signify wall; and let him hold his
fingers thus, and through that cranny shall Pyramus
and Thisby whisper.
Dick Prickle
Gone.
QUINCE
If that may be, then all is well. Come, sit down,
every mother's son, and rehearse your parts.
Pyramus, you begin: when you have spoken your
speech, enter into that brake: and so every one
according to his cue.
[Enter PUCK behind]
If that may be, then all is well. Come, sit down,
every mother's son, and rehearse your parts.
Pyramus, you begin: when you have spoken your
speech, enter into that brake: and so every one
according to his cue.
[Enter PUCK behind]
Dick Prickle
Gone.
PUCK
What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here,
So near the cradle of the fairy queen?
What, a play toward! I'll be an auditor;
An actor too, perhaps, if I see cause.
What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here,
So near the cradle of the fairy queen?
What, a play toward! I'll be an auditor;
An actor too, perhaps, if I see cause.
Dick Prickle
Gone.
QUINCE
Speak, Pyramus. Thisby, stand forth.
Speak, Pyramus. Thisby, stand forth.
Dick Prickle
Gone.
BOTTOM
Thisby, the flowers of odious savours sweet, --
Thisby, the flowers of odious savours sweet, --
Dick Prickle
Gone.
QUINCE
Odours, odours.
Odours, odours.
Dick Prickle
Gone.
BOTTOM
-- odours savours sweet:
So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisby dear.
But hark, a voice! stay thou but here awhile,
And by and by I will to thee appear.
[Exit]
-- odours savours sweet:
So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisby dear.
But hark, a voice! stay thou but here awhile,
And by and by I will to thee appear.
[Exit]
Dick Prickle
Gone.
PUCK
A stranger Pyramus than e'er played here.
[Exit]
A stranger Pyramus than e'er played here.
[Exit]
Dick Prickle
Gone.
FLUTE
Must I speak now?
Must I speak now?
Dick Prickle
Gone.
QUINCE
Ay, marry, must you; for you must understand he goes
but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again.
Ay, marry, must you; for you must understand he goes
but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again.
Dick Prickle
Gone.
FLUTE
Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white of hue,
Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier,
Most brisky juvenal and eke most lovely Jew,
As true as truest horse that yet would never tire,
I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb.
Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white of hue,
Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier,
Most brisky juvenal and eke most lovely Jew,
As true as truest horse that yet would never tire,
I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb.
Dick Prickle
Gone.
QUINCE
'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 past; it is, 'never tire.'
'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 past; it is, 'never tire.'
Dick Prickle
Gone.
FLUTE
O, -- As true as truest horse, that yet would
never tire.
O, -- As true as truest horse, that yet would
never tire.
Dick Prickle
Gone.
[Re-enter PUCK, and BOTTOM with an ass's head]
BOTTOM
If I were fair, Thisby, I were only thine.
BOTTOM
If I were fair, Thisby, I were only thine.
Dick Prickle
Gone.
QUINCE
O monstrous! O strange! we are haunted. Pray,
masters! fly, masters! Help!
[Exeunt QUINCE, SNUG, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING]
O monstrous! O strange! we are haunted. Pray,
masters! fly, masters! Help!
[Exeunt QUINCE, SNUG, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING]
Dick Prickle
Gone.
PUCK
I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a round,
Through bog, through bush, through brake, through brier:
Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound,
A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire;
And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar, and burn,
Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every turn.
[Exit]
I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a round,
Through bog, through bush, through brake, through brier:
Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound,
A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire;
And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar, and burn,
Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every turn.
[Exit]
Dick Prickle
Gone.
BOTTOM
Why do they run away? this is a knavery of them to
make me afeard.
[Re-enter SNOUT]
Why do they run away? this is a knavery of them to
make me afeard.
[Re-enter SNOUT]
Dick Prickle
Gone.
SNOUT
O Bottom, thou art changed! what do I see on thee?
O Bottom, thou art changed! what do I see on thee?
Douche Pukehole
Gone.
MIDSUMMER NIGHT
BOTTOM
What do you see? you see an asshead of your own, do
you?
[Exit SNOUT]
[Re-enter QUINCE]
BOTTOM
What do you see? you see an asshead of your own, do
you?
[Exit SNOUT]
[Re-enter QUINCE]