Nascent Drama

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FIGHT THA POWA!

 

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KEEP THE DREAM ALIVE!

 

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4348 point(s) total

 

[Kitty]

I will learn all your tricks one day, Yub.


well, maybe not

 

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Back to MIDSUMMER

DEMETRIUS
Not so, my lord; for his valour cannot carry his
discretion; and the fox carries the goose.

 

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THESEUS
His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry his valour;
for the goose carries not the fox. It is well:
leave it to his discretion, and let us listen to the moon.

 

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Moonshine
This lanthorn doth the horned moon present; --

 

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DEMETRIUS
He should have worn the horns on his head.

 

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THESEUS
He is no crescent, and his horns are
invisible within the circumference.

 

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Moonshine
This lanthorn doth the horned moon present;
Myself the man i' the moon do seem to be.

 

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THESEUS
This is the greatest error of all the rest: the man
should be put into the lanthorn. How is it else the
man i' the moon?

 

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DEMETRIUS
He dares not come there for the candle; for, you
see, it is already in snuff.

 

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HIPPOLYTA
I am aweary of this moon: would he would change!

 

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THESEUS
It appears, by his small light of discretion, that
he is in the wane; but yet, in courtesy, in all
reason, we must stay the time.

 

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LYSANDER
Proceed, Moon.

 

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Moonshine
All that I have to say, is, to tell you that the
lanthorn is the moon; I, the man in the moon; this
thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this dog, my dog.

 

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DEMETRIUS
Why, all these should be in the lanthorn; for all
these are in the moon. But, silence! here comes Thisbe.
[Enter Thisbe]

 

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Thisbe
This is old Ninny's tomb. Where is my love?

 

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Lion
[Roaring]
Oh --
[Thisbe runs off]

 

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DEMETRIUS
Well roared, Lion.