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Nascent Drama

SNOUT
You can never bring in a wall. What say you, Bottom?
 
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.
 
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]
 
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.
 
BOTTOM
Thisby, the flowers of odious savours sweet, --
 
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]
 
PUCK
A stranger Pyramus than e'er played here.
[Exit]
 
QUINCE
Ay, marry, must you; for you must understand he goes
but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again.
 
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.
 
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.'
 
FLUTE
O, -- As true as truest horse, that yet would
never tire.
 
[Re-enter PUCK, and BOTTOM with an ass's head]

BOTTOM
If I were fair, Thisby, I were only thine.
 
QUINCE
O monstrous! O strange! we are haunted. Pray,
masters! fly, masters! Help!
[Exeunt QUINCE, SNUG, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING]
 
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]
 
BOTTOM
Why do they run away? this is a knavery of them to
make me afeard.
[Re-enter SNOUT]
 
SNOUT
O Bottom, thou art changed! what do I see on thee?
 
MIDSUMMER NIGHT

BOTTOM
What do you see? you see an asshead of your own, do
you?
[Exit SNOUT]
[Re-enter QUINCE]
 
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