by William Shakespeare

THESEUS, Duke of Athens
EGEUS, father to Hermia
LYSANDER, in love with Hermia
DEMETRIUS, in love with Hermia
PHILOSTRATE, Master of the Revels to Theseus
QUINCE, a carpenter
SNUG, a joiner
BOTTOM, a weaver
FLUTE, a bellows-mender
SNOUT, a tinker
STARVELING, a tailor
HIPPOLYTA, Queen of the Amazons, bethrothed to Theseus
HERMIA, daughter to Egeus, in love with Lysander
HELENA, in love with Demetrius
OBERON, King of the Fairies
TITANIA, Queen of the Fairies
COBWEB, fairy
MOTH, fairy
Other Fairies attending their King and Queen
Attendants on Theseus and Hippolyta


Athens and a wood near it

Athens. The palace of THESEUS
THESEUS. Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour
Draws on apace; four happy days bring in
Another moon; but, O, methinks, how slow
This old moon wanes! She lingers my desires,
Like to a step-dame or a dowager,
Long withering out a young man's revenue.
HIPPOLYTA. Four days will quickly steep themselves in night;
Four nights will quickly dream away the time;
And then the moon, like to a silver bow
New-bent in heaven, shall behold the night
Of our solemnities.
THESEUS. Go, Philostrate,
Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments;
Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;
Turn melancholy forth to funerals;
The pale companion is not for our pomp.
Hippolyta, I woo'd thee with my sword,
And won thy love doing thee injuries;
But I will wed thee in another key,
With pomp, with triumph, and with revelling.
Enter EGEUS, and his daughter HERMIA, LYSANDER,
EGEUS. Happy be Theseus, our renowned Duke!
THESEUS. Thanks, good Egeus; what's the news with thee?
EGEUS. Full of vexation come I, with complaint
Against my child, my daughter Hermia.
Stand forth, Demetrius. My noble lord,
This man hath my consent to marry her.
Stand forth, Lysander. And, my gracious Duke,
This man hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child.
Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes,
And interchang'd love-tokens with my child;
Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung,
With feigning voice, verses of feigning love,
And stol'n the impression of her fantasy
With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits,
Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats- messengers
Of strong prevailment in unhardened youth;
With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart;
Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me,
To stubborn harshness. And, my gracious Duke,
Be it so she will not here before your Grace
Consent to marry with Demetrius,
I beg the ancient privilege of Athens:
As she is mine I may dispose of her;
Which shall be either to this gentleman
Or to her death, according to our law
Immediately provided in that case.
THESEUS. What say you, Hermia? Be advis'd, fair maid.

To you your father should be as a god;
One that compos'd your beauties; yea, and one
To whom you are but as a form in wax,
By him imprinted, and within his power
To leave the figure, or disfigure it.
Demetrius is a worthy gentleman.
HERMIA. So is Lysander.
THESEUS. In himself he is;
But, in this kind, wanting your father's voice,
The other must be held the worthier.
HERMIA. I would my father look'd but with my eyes.
THESEUS. Rather your eyes must with his judgment look.
HERMIA. I do entreat your Grace to pardon me.
I know not by what power I am made bold,
Nor how it may concern my modesty
In such a presence here to plead my thoughts;
But I beseech your Grace that I may know
The worst that may befall me in this case,
If I refuse to wed Demetrius.
THESEUS. Either to die the death, or to abjure
For ever the society of men.
Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires,
Know of your youth, examine well your blood,
Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice,
You can endure the livery of a nun,
For aye to be shady cloister mew'd,
To live a barren sister all your life,
Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon.
Thrice-blessed they that master so their blood
To undergo such maiden pilgrimage;
But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd
Than that which withering on the virgin thorn
Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.
HERMIA. So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord,
Ere I will yield my virgin patent up
Unto his lordship, whose unwished yoke
My soul consents not to give sovereignty.
THESEUS. Take time to pause; and by the next new moonThe sealing-day betwixt my love and me
For everlasting bond of fellowshipUpon that day either prepare to die
For disobedience to your father's will,
Or else to wed Demetrius, as he would,
Or on Diana's altar to protest
For aye austerity and single life.
DEMETRIUS. Relent, sweet Hermia; and, Lysander, yield
Thy crazed title to my certain right.
LYSANDER. You have her father's love, Demetrius;
Let me have Hermia's; do you marry him.
EGEUS. Scornful Lysander, true, he hath my love;
And what is mine my love shall render him;
And she is mine; and all my right of her
I do estate unto Demetrius.
LYSANDER. I am, my lord, as well deriv'd as he,
As well possess'd; my love is more than his;
My fortunes every way as fairly rank'd,
If not with vantage, as Demetrius';

And, which is more than all these boasts can be,
I am belov'd of beauteous Hermia.
Why should not I then prosecute my right?
Demetrius, I'll avouch it to his head,
Made love to Nedar's daughter, Helena,
And won her soul; and she, sweet lady, dotes,
Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry,
Upon this spotted and inconstant man.
THESEUS. I must confess that I have heard so much,
And with Demetrius thought to have spoke thereof;
But, being over-full of self-affairs,
My mind did lose it. But, Demetrius, come;
And come, Egeus; you shall go with me;
I have some private schooling for you both.
For you, fair Hermia, look you arm yourself
To fit your fancies to your father's will,
Or else the law of Athens yields you upWhich by no means we may extenuateTo death, or to a vow of single life.
Come, my Hippolyta; what cheer, my love?
Demetrius, and Egeus, go along;
I must employ you in some business
Against our nuptial, and confer with you
Of something nearly that concerns yourselves.
EGEUS. With duty and desire we follow you.
Exeunt all but LYSANDER and HERMIA
LYSANDER. How now, my love! Why is your cheek so pale?
How chance the roses there do fade so fast?
HERMIA. Belike for want of rain, which I could well
Beteem them from the tempest of my eyes.
LYSANDER. Ay me! for aught that I could ever read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth;
But either it was different in bloodHERMIA. O cross! too high to be enthrall'd to low.
LYSANDER. Or else misgraffed in respect of yearsHERMIA. O spite! too old to be engag'd to young.
LYSANDER. Or else it stood upon the choice of friendsHERMIA. O hell! to choose love by another's eyes.
LYSANDER. Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it,
Making it momentary as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up;
So quick bright things come to confusion.
HERMIA. If then true lovers have ever cross'd,
It stands as an edict in destiny.
Then let us teach our trial patience,
Because it is a customary cross,
As due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs,
Wishes and tears, poor Fancy's followers.
LYSANDER. A good persuasion; therefore, hear me, Hermia.
I have a widow aunt, a dowager
Of great revenue, and she hath no child-

may I marry thee. my eye your eye. Steal forth thy father's house to-morrow night. fair Hermia. love. Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass. gentle Hermia. By his best arrow. Where I did meet thee once with Helena To do observance to a morn of May. The rest I'd give to be to you translated. My good Lysander! I swear to thee by Cupid's strongest bow. yet he gives me love. HELENA. O. then. were favour so. I frown upon him. O. HELENA. Keep promise. Look. yet he loves me still. . And in the wood. Yours would I catch. That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell! LYSANDER. When the false Troyan under sail was seen. When wheat is green. the more he follows me. O. Sickness is catching. but your beauty. My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet melody. By all the vows that ever men have broke. God speed fair Helena! Whither away? HELENA. the more he hateth me. Helena.From Athens is her house remote seven leaguesAnd she respects me as her only son. Were the world mine. The more I love. teach me how you look. Call you me fair? That fair again unsay. Take comfort: he no more shall see my face. O happy fair! Your eyes are lode-stars and your tongue's sweet air More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear. when hawthorn buds appear. Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me. HERMIA. In that same place thou hast appointed me. with the golden head. His folly. And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage Queen. when Phoebe doth behold Her silver visage in the wat'ry glass. Enter HELENA HERMIA. HELENA. LYSANDER. None. If thou lovest me then. Demetrius being bated. HERMIA. Before the time I did Lysander see. Lysander and myself will fly this place. HELENA. Helen. In number more than ever women spoke. By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves. The more I hate. There. ere I go! My ear should catch your voice. O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill! HERMIA. and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart! HERMIA. By the simplicity of Venus' doves. I give him curses. here comes Helena. to you our minds we will unfold: To-morrow night. a league without the town. Demetrius loves your fair. what graces in my love do dwell. To-morrow truly will I meet with thee. And to that place the sharp Athenian law Cannot pursue us. would that fault were mine! HERMIA. is no fault of mine. O that my prayers could such affection move! HERMIA. There will I stay for thee.

Is all our company here? BOTTOM. and STARVELING QUINCE. man by man. And in the wood where often you and I Upon faint primrose beds were wont to lie. through all Athens. LYSANDER. Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste. and so grow to a point. QUINCE. But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so. admiring of his qualities. As you on him. then read the names of the actors. Demetrius dote on you.A time that lovers' flights doth still conceal. Then to the wood will he to-morrow night Pursue her. Love looks not with the eyes. How happy some o'er other some can be! Through Athens I am thought as fair as she. HERMIA. sweet playfellow. pray thou for us. Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd. holding no quantity. You were best to call them generally. To have his sight thither and back again. Things base and vile. . BOTTOM. And thence from Athens turn away our eyes. But herein mean I to enrich my pain. Here is the scroll of every man's name which is thought fit. And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius! Keep word. I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight. [Exit HERMIA] Helena. As waggish boys in game themselves forswear. So the boy Love is perjur'd everywhere. First. adieu. There my Lysander and myself shall meet. and for this intelligence If I have thanks. doting on Hermia's eyes. and show'rs of oaths did melt. And therefore is Love said to be a child. my Hermia. He hail'd down oaths that he was only mine. to play in our interlude before the Duke and the Duchess on his wedding-day at night. but with the mind. Exit SCENE II. I will. Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste. SNUG. BOTTOM FLUTE. So I. Through Athens' gates have we devis'd to steal. Exit HELENA. Farewell. And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt. So he dissolv'd. Love can transpose to form and dignity. we must starve our sight From lovers' food till morrow deep midnight. Emptying our bosoms of their counsel sweet. QUINCE'S house Enter QUINCE. For ere Demetrius look'd on Hermia's eyne. To seek new friends and stranger companies. SNOUT. And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind. good Peter Quince. say what the play treats on. according to the scrip. He will not know what all but he do know. And as he errs. it is a dear expense. Athens. Lysander.

and proceed. I will roar that I will do any man's heart good to hear me. and. our play is 'The most Lamentable Comedy and most Cruel Death of Pyramus and Thisby. and lady dear!' QUINCE.' BOTTOM. And Phibbus' car Shall shine from far. Here. Pyramus' father. Have you the lion's part written? Pray you.' This was lofty. Well. You. or a tyrant? QUINCE. Here. I have a beard coming. BOTTOM. QUINCE. as I call you. BOTTOM. you must take Thisby on you. Flute. An I may hide my face. to make all split. you would fright the Duchess and the ladies. Masters. faith. you must play Pyramus. And make and mar The foolish Fates. Thisby's father. QUINCE. That's all one. Now. BOTTOM. Now name the rest of the players. Robin Starveling. I hope. Snug. Nick Bottom. QUINCE. no. Tom Snout. the tailor. QUINCE. Peter Quince. If I do it. you Thisby. Peter Quince. you shall play it in a mask. Marry. No. the bellows-mender. QUINCE. I will roar that I will make the Duke say 'Let him roar again. Ready. To the rest. 'The raging rocks And shivering shocks Shall break the locks Of prison gates. What is Pyramus? A lover. Let me play the lion too. You may do it extempore. Robin Starveling. What is Thisby? A wand'ring knight? QUINCE. for it is nothing but roaring. let the audience look to their eyes. A lover. QUINCE. proceed. BOTTOM. I will condole in some measure. SNOUT. let him roar again. give it me. Flute. Answer. are set down for Pyramus. You. for I am slow of study. That will ask some tears in the true performing of it. my lover dear! Thy Thisby dear. the tinker. and a merry. if it be.QUINCE. let not me play a woman. you. you must play Thisby's mother. Peter Quince. Nay. let me play Thisby too. I could play Ercles rarely. This is Ercles' vein. Francis Flute. SNUG. I'll speak in a monstrous little voice: 'Thisne. good Peter Quince. the joiner.' QUINCE. spread yourselves. Name what part I am for. BOTTOM. myself. that kills himself most gallant for love. FLUTE. A very good piece of work. BOTTOM. I will move storms. Nick Bottom.yet my chief humour is for a tyrant. FLUTE. STARVELING. call forth your actors by the scroll. a tyrant's vein: a lover is more condoling. and that were . And. QUINCE. Here. or a part to tear a cat in. QUINCE. It is the lady that Pyramus must love. Thisne!' [Then speaking small] 'Ah Pyramus. the lion's part. and you may speak as small as you will. I assure you. the weaver. QUINCE. here is a play fitted. FLUTE. that they would shriek. An you should do it too terribly.

BOTTOM. BOTTOM. to con them by to-morrow night. Swifter than the moon's sphere. We will meet. I will roar you an 'twere any nightingale.>> ACT II. You can play no part but Pyramus. for if we meet in the city. and meet me in the palace wood. such as our play wants. but I will aggravate my voice so. your perfect yellow. Why. and there we may rehearse most obscenely and courageously. your orange-tawny beard. But. I do wander every where. SCENE I. Thorough flood. friends. To dew her orbs upon the green. over dale. BOTTOM. be perfect. every mother's son. ALL. BOTTOM. what you will. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUTION INCLUDES BY ANY SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR MEMBERSHIP. and our devices known. and desire you. Thorough bush. AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED OR USED COMMERCIALLY. or your French-crown-colour beard. I will discharge it in either your straw-colour beard. we shall be dogg'd with company. How now. Some of your French crowns have no hair at all. What beard were I best to play it in? QUINCE. BOTTOM. Over hill. Enough.enough to hang us all. your purple-in-grain beard. therefore you must needs play Pyramus. INC. request you. In the meantime I will draw a bill of properties. over pale. adieu. A wood near Athens Enter a FAIRY at One door. QUINCE. spirit! whither wander you? FAIRY. QUINCE. hold. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READABLE COPIES MAY BE DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR YOUR OR OTHERS PERSONAL USE ONLY. there will we rehearse. fail me not. for Pyramus is a sweet-fac'd man. Take pains. I will undertake it.. by moonlight. . I pray you. thorough fire. here are your parts. That would hang us. Well. At the Duke's oak we meet. or cut bow-strings. that I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove. Over park. as one shall see in a summer's day. masters. I grant you. QUINCE. thorough brier. And I serve the Fairy Queen. a most lovely gentleman-like man. and I am to entreat you. and then you will play bare-fac'd. a mile without the town. Exeunt <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LIBRARY. they would have no more discretion but to hang us. a proper man. AND IS PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOIS BENEDICTINE COLLEGE WITH PERMISSION. if you should fright the ladies out of their wits. and PUCK at another PUCK.

Then slip I from her bum. down topples she. And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear. You do their work. when she drinks. against her lips I bob. I'll be gone. And. and TITANIA. with hers OBERON. Skim milk. Are not you he? PUCK. And sometime make the drink to bear no barm. . In their gold coats spots you see. fairy. Our Queen and all her elves come here anon. Thou speakest aright: I am that merry wanderer of the night. Farewell. Take heed the Queen come not within his sight. By fountain clear. Are not you he That frights the maidens of the villagery. But room. And bootless make the breathless housewife churn. Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite Call'd Robin Goodfellow. FAIRY. Either I mistake your shape and making quite. Those be rubies. that all their elves for fear Creep into acorn cups and hide them there. at another. Mislead night-wanderers. And now they never meet in grove or green. or spangled starlight sheen.The cowslips tall her pensioners be. FAIRY. And jealous Oberon would have the child Knight of his train. I must go seek some dewdrops here. But she perforce withholds the loved boy. The wisest aunt. and sweet Puck. here comes Oberon. proud Titania. stolen from an Indian king. telling the saddest tale. and they shall have good luck. to trace the forests wild. And on her withered dewlap pour the ale. with his TRAIN. and make him smile When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile. thou lob of spirits. And then the whole quire hold their hips and laugh. In those freckles live their savours. And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl In very likeness of a roasted crab. laughing at their harm? Those that Hobgoblin call you. and sometimes labour in the quern. But they do square. and falls into a cough. And here my mistress. And waxen in their mirth. She never had so sweet a changeling. I jest to Oberon. Because that she as her attendant hath A lovely boy. PUCK. and neeze. Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me. And 'tailor' cries. and swear A merrier hour was never wasted there. fairy favours. Ill met by moonlight. Would that he were gone! Enter OBERON at one door. The King doth keep his revels here to-night. For Oberon is passing fell and wrath. Crowns him with flowers. and makes him all her joy. Neighing in likeness of a filly foal.

and versing love To amorous Phillida. rash wanton. For lack of tread. . And in the shape of Corin sat all day. Knowing I know thy love to Theseus? Didst not thou lead him through the glimmering night From Perigouna. To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind. By paved fountain. But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport. But that. Or in the beached margent of the sea. Come from the farthest steep of India. whom he ravished? And make him with fair Aegles break his faith. but I know When thou hast stolen away from fairy land. am not I thy lord? TITANIA. Therefore the moon. for shame. The childing autumn. the governess of floods. Hath every pelting river made so proud That they have overborne their continents. The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain. and the mazed world. falling in the land. The spring. Your buskin'd mistress and your warrior love. No night is now with hymn or carol blest. And thorough this distemperature we see The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose. Why art thou here. That rheumatic diseases do abound. Pale in her anger. the summer. The human mortals want their winter here.TITANIA. The nine men's morris is fill'd up with mud. Tarry. angry winter. from our dissension. The ploughman lost his sweat. To Theseus must be wedded. are undistinguishable. set. in dale. Met we on hill. And this same progeny of evils comes From our debate. change Their wonted liveries. Playing on pipes of corn. And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is. now knows not which is which. And the quaint mazes in the wanton green. skip hence. forest. And never. the bouncing Amazon. and you come To give their bed joy and prosperity? OBERON. jealous Oberon! Fairies. Then I must be thy lady. The fold stands empty in the drowned field. Titania. As in revenge. We are their parents and original. Therefore the winds. as in mockery. washes all the air. and the green corn Hath rotted ere his youth attain'd a beard. forsooth. Glance at my credit with Hippolyta. piping to us in vain. have suck'd up from the sea Contagious fogs. What. or by rushy brook. since the middle summer's spring. I have forsworn his bed and company. OBERON. By their increase. These are the forgeries of jealousy. or mead. And crows are fatted with the murrion flock. How canst thou thus. With Ariadne and Antiopa? TITANIA. which.

It fell upon a little western flower. His mother was a vot'ress of my order. with pretty and with swimming gait Following. throned by the west. in the spiced Indian air. If not. To fetch me trifles. But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon. shun me. My gentle Puck. Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell. go thy way. Do you amend it. And for her sake I will not part with him. The fairy land buys not the child of me. by night. Not for thy fairy kingdom. Fairies. thou shalt not from this grove Till I torment thee for this injury. Flying between the cold moon and the earth Cupid. Full often hath she gossip'd by my side. And. OBERON. and return again. And grow big-bellied with the wanton wind. And certain stars shot madly from their spheres To hear the sea-maid's music. but thou couldst not. And see our moonlight revels. We shall chide downright if I longer stay. now purple with love's wound. a certain aim he took At a fair vestal. and sail upon the land. OBERON. then. Which she. away. And the imperial vot'ress passed on. Well. TITANIA. I remember. Before milk-white. Fetch me that flow'r. of that boy did die. Perchance till after Theseus' wedding-day. go with us. it lies in you. And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands. In maiden meditation. and I will spare your haunts. PUCK. And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath That the rude sea grew civil at her song. And for her sake do I rear up her boy. As from a voyage. And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow. Exit TITANIA with her train OBERON. Give me that boy and I will go with thee. Set your heart at rest. OBERON. Why should Titania cross her Oberon? I do but beg a little changeling boy To be my henchman.OBERON. all arm'd. But she.her womb then rich with my young squireWould imitate. How long within this wood intend you stay? TITANIA. TITANIA. Marking th' embarked traders on the flood. The juice of it on sleeping eyelids laid Will make or man or woman madly dote . Thou rememb'rest Since once I sat upon a promontory. As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts. come hither. fancy-free. the herb I showed thee once. rich with merchandise. That very time I saw. When we have laugh'd to see the sails conceive. being mortal. If you will patiently dance in our round. And maidens call it Love-in-idleness.

OBERON. Demetrius. or bull. Therefore I think I am not in the night. Neglect me. Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit. get thee gone. Where is Lysander and fair Hermia? The one I'll slay. Exit PUCK Enter DEMETRIUS. And I will overhear their conference. The more you beat me. in my respect. Unworthy as I am. and follow me no more. I am your spaniel. you hard-hearted adamant. spurn me. And here am I. I'll make her render up her page to me. lose me. to follow you. I will fawn on you. PUCK. Do I entice you? Do I speak you fair? Or. And yet a place of high respect with me. Leave you your power to draw. strike me. I'll watch Titania when she is asleep. And I am sick when I look not on you. For you. DEMETRIUS. To trust the opportunity of night. for my heart Is true as steel. . Having once this juice. What worser place can I beg in your love. And ere I take this charm from off her sight. And even for that do I love you the more. Fetch me this herb. And drop the liquor of it in her eyes. and be thou here again Ere the leviathan can swim a league. You draw me. HELENA. The next thing then she waking looks upon. HELENA following him DEMETRIUS. Use me but as your spaniel. I'll put a girdle round about the earth In forty minutes.Upon the next live creature that it sees. rather. or wolf. Than to be used as you use your dog? DEMETRIUS. or on busy ape. the other slayeth me. and. Be it on lion. But yet you draw not iron. DEMETRIUS. Thou told'st me they were stol'n unto this wood. only give me leave. Because I cannot meet my Hermia. And the ill counsel of a desert place. and wood within this wood. I love thee not. bear. Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company. You do impeach your modesty too much To leave the city and commit yourself Into the hands of one that loves you not. For I am sick when I do look on thee. On meddling monkey. With the rich worth of your virginity. Your virtue is my privilege for that: It is not night when I do see your face. HELENA. As I can take it with another herb. But who comes here? I am invisible. therefore pursue me not. Hence. HELENA. are all the world. do I not in plainest truth Tell you I do not nor I cannot love you? HELENA. And I shall have no power to follow you. She shall pursue it with the soul of love.

Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine. anoint his eyes. Ay. I'll run from thee and hide me in the brakes. Exit DEMETRIUS I'll follow thee. DEMETRIUS. and were not made to woo. PUCK. in the temple. with her train Exeunt . We cannot fight for love as men may do. And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow. HELENA. and Daphne holds the chase. the mild hind Makes speed to catch the tiger. We should be woo'd. Fare thee well. wanderer.bootless speed. nymph. and he shall seek thy love. the field. Demetrius! Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex. And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts. and make a heaven of hell. that he may prove More fond on her than she upon her love. Ay. To die upon the hand I love so well. The wildest hath not such a heart as you. ere he do leave this grove. Effect it with some care. if thou follow me. let me go. The dove pursues the griffin. SCENE II. Exit HELENA OBERON. HELENA. in the town. And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin. I know a bank where the wild thyme blows. Fie. Thou shalt fly him. the story shall be chang'd: Apollo flies. But do it when the next thing he espies May be the lady. Fear not. When cowardice pursues and valour flies. PUCK. there it is. do not believe But I shall do thee mischief in the wood. I pray thee give it me. I will not stay thy questions. Another part of the wood Enter TITANIA. Thou shalt know the man By the Athenian garments he hath on. There sleeps Titania sometime of the night. Run when you will. your servant shall do so. Or. Re-enter PUCK Hast thou the flower there? Welcome. And make her full of hateful fantasies. and with eglantine. Take thou some of it. my lord. You do me mischief. Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in. Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows. And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes. OBERON. With sweet musk-roses. Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight.Then how can it be said I am alone When all the world is here to look on me? DEMETRIUS. and seek through this grove: A sweet Athenian lady is in love With a disdainful youth.

with lullaby. Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA Exit LYSANDER. Nay. One turf shall serve as pillow for us both. Love and languish for his sake. do not lie so near. Newts and blind-worms. Hence. Lysander: find you out a bed. one bed. HERMIA. Exeunt FAIRIES Enter OBERON and squeezes the flower on TITANIA'S eyelids OBERON. . Then. now all is well. You spotted snakes with double tongue. Lulla. The FAIRIES Sing FIRST FAIRY. hence: Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds. CHORUS. We'll rest us. [TITANIA Sleeps] FIRST FAIRY. Lie further off yet. LYSANDER. And. Hence away. CHORUS. for my sake. lulla. I mean that my heart unto yours is knit. two bosoms. To make my small elves coats.TITANIA. lullaby. you long-legg'd spinners. and one troth. a roundel and a fairy song. and some keep back The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders At our quaint spirits. Some war with rere-mice for their leathern wings. lullaby. Pard. Be it ounce. One aloof stand sentinel. or bear. good Lysander. HERMIA. or boar with bristled hair. hence. Beetles black. to speak troth. Do it for thy true-love take. sweet. Sing me now asleep. I have forgot our way. Fair love. Then to your offices. take the sense. Philomel with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby. What thou seest when thou dost wake. or cat. my dear. lulla. Wake when some vile thing is near. of my innocence! Love takes the meaning in love's conference. And tarry for the comfort of the day. etc. Weaving spiders. Come not near our fairy Queen. Be it so. SECOND FAIRY. approach not near. So good night. you faint with wand'ring in the wood. One heart. Hermia. come not here. Come now. Never harm Nor spell nor charm Come our lovely lady nigh. it is thy dear. O. for the third part of a minute. lulla. and let me rest. Worm nor snail do no offence. Philomel with melody. For I upon this bank will rest my head. be not seen. do no wrong. if you think it good. Thorny hedgehogs. In thy eye that shall appear When thou wak'st. LYSANDER.

my eyes are oft'ner wash'd than hers. So awake when I am gone. So then two bosoms and a single troth. running HELENA. Hermia. I am as ugly as a bear. in human modesty. Stay on thy peril. For beasts that meet me run away for fear. But Athenian found I none On whose eyes I might approve This flower's force in stirring love. Now much beshrew my manners and my pride. If so. DEMETRIUS. I alone will go. sleeping sound. I am out of breath in this fond chase! The more my prayer. And here the maiden. Despised the Athenian maid. no. For lying so. to that fair prayer say I. Night and silence. Therefore no marvel though Demetrius Do.So that but one heart we can make of it. I do not lie. If Hermia meant to say Lysander lied! But. Lysander riddles very prettily. my master said. Churl. this kill-courtesy. Then by your side no bed-room me deny. . Exit HELENA. How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears. O. So far be distant. sweet Demetrius. sweet friend. and good night. and do not haunt me thus. Two bosoms interchained with an oath. For she hath blessed and attractive eyes. as a monster. Exit Enter DEMETRIUS and HELENA. Happy is Hermia. Stay. HELENA. fly my presence thus. No. gentle friend. upon thy eyes I throw All the power this charm doth owe: When thou wak'st let love forbid Sleep his seat on thy eyelid. For I must now to Oberon. Amen. Pretty soul! she durst not lie Near this lack-love. Such separation as may well be said Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid. though thou kill me. O.Who is here? Weeds of Athens he doth wear: This is he. Thy love ne'er alter till thy sweet life end! LYSANDER. DEMETRIUS. HERMIA. On the dank and dirty ground. And then end life when I end loyalty! Here is my bed. Through the forest have I gone. the lesser is my grace. wheresoe'er she lies. With half that wish the wisher's eyes be press'd! [They sleep] Enter PUCK PUCK. amen. hence. wilt thou darkling leave me? Do not so. I charge thee. for love and courtesy Lie further off. sleep give thee all his rest! HERMIA.

sleep thou there. Lysander. how fit a word Is that vile name to perish on my sword! HELENA. In such disdainful manner me to woo. Hermia. LYSANDER. So I. written in Love's richest book. LYSANDER. Do not say so. And never mayst thou come Lysander near! For. is't not enough. Not Hermia but Helena I love: Who will not change a raven for a dove? The will of man is by his reason sway'd. an if you hear. Of all be hated. Methought a serpent eat my heart away. of all loves! I swoon almost with fear. out of hearing gone? No sound. remov'd? Lysander! lord! What. but the most of me! And. Transparent Helena! Nature shows art. And reason says you are the worthier maid. Content with Hermia! No: I do repent The tedious minutes I with her have spent. help me. young man. look how I do quake with fear. and to be her knight! Exit HERMIA. HELENA. But you must flout my insufficiency? Good troth. What though he love your Hermia? Lord. Where is Demetrius? O. address your love and might To honour Helen. you do me wrong. Reason becomes the marshal to my will.What wicked and dissembling glass of mine Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne? But who is here? Lysander! on the ground! Dead. if you live. no word? Alack. all my powers. no wound. Speak. being young. say not so. Ay me. And you sat smiling at his cruel prey. O. Lysander. for pity! What a dream was here! Lysander. or asleep? I see no blood. And touching now the point of human skill. you do. Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' eye. Things growing are not ripe until their season. awake. till now ripe not to reason. Lysander. So thou. And leads me to your eyes. as a surfeit of the sweetest things The deepest loathing to the stomach brings. nor never can. Lysander! What. [Waking] And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake. do thy best To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast. good sooth. what though? Yet Hermia still loves you. then be content. that a lady of one man refus'd Should of another therefore be abus'd! Exit LYSANDER. Or as the heresies that men do leave Are hated most of those they did deceive. good sir. no. my surfeit and my heresy. where I o'erlook Love's stories. where are you? Speak. That I did never. Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born? When at your hands did I deserve this scorn? Is't not enough. She sees not Hermia. That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart. perforce I must confess I thought you lord of more true gentleness. But fare you well. . [Starting] Help me.

you must name his name. this hawthorn brake our tiring-house. QUINCE. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READABLE COPIES MAY BE DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR YOUR OR OTHERS PERSONAL USE ONLY. Nay.' And there. make it two more. SNUG. My life for yours! If you think I come hither as a lion. I am a man as other men are. FLUTE. and we ought to look to't. and he himself must speak through. What sayest thou. bully Bottom? BOTTOM. Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion. Masters. How answer you that? SNOUT. when all is done. BOTTOM. First. BOTTOM. Write me a prologue. Either death or you I'll find immediately. let him . and let the prologue seem to say we will do no harm with our swords. I have a device to make all well. Exit <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LIBRARY. Pat. SCENE I. Will not the ladies be afeard of the lion? STARVELING. STARVELING. Peter Quince! QUINCE.. BOTTOM. AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED OR USED COMMERCIALLY. SNOUT. and half his face must be seen through the lion's neck. SNOUT.No? Then I well perceive you are not nigh. TITANIA lying asleep Enter QUINCE. No. saying thus. BOTTOM. SNOUT. tell them that I Pyramus am not Pyramus but Bottom the weaver. and STARVELING BOTTOM. pat. and for the more better assurance. The wood. There are things in this comedy of Pyramus and Thisby that will never please. and here's a marvellous convenient place for our rehearsal. and we will do it in action. let it be written in eight and eight. for there is not a more fearful wild-fowl than your lion living. Are we all met? QUINCE. Well. we will have such a prologue. This will put them out of fear. By'r lakin. I promise you. I believe we must leave the killing out. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUTION INCLUDES BY ANY SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR MEMBERSHIP. I fear it. not to tremble. and it shall be written in eight and six.a lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing. as we will do it before the Duke. a parlous fear. and that Pyramus is not kill'd indeed. indeed. which the ladies cannot abide. I would wish you' or 'I would request you' or 'I would entreat you not to fear. Not a whit. I am no such thing.' or 'Fair ladies. AND IS PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOIS BENEDICTINE COLLEGE WITH PERMISSION. you ought to consider with yourself to bring inGod shield us!. Pyramus must draw a sword to kill himself. BOTTOM. or to the same defect: 'Ladies. This green plot shall be our stage.>> ACT III. BOTTOM. it were pity of my life. INC. No.

Pyramus enter: your cue is past. Pyramus. Pyramus. So hath thy breath. Yes. every mother's son. Ay. Thisby. Doth the moon shine that night we play our play? BOTTOM. QUINCE. then may you leave a casement of the great chamber window. it shall be so. and through that cranny shall Pyramus and Thisby whisper. Ay. QUINCE. I'll meet thee. for. if I see cause. Must I speak now? QUINCE. find out moonshine. for Pyramus and Thisby. open. most lily-white of hue. you must not speak that yet. Then there is another thing: we must have a wall in the great chamber. Pyramus. Enter PUCK behind PUCK. cues. and so every one according to his cue. then all is well. A stranger Pyramus than e'er played here! Exit FLUTE. masters! fly. But there is two hard things. As true as truest horse. QUINCE. that would never tire. You speak all your part at once. a calendar! Look in the almanack. So near the cradle of the Fairy Queen? What.that is. Pyramus and Thisby meet by moonlight. the flowers of odious savours sweetQUINCE. you know. But hark. or some loam. A calendar. O monstrous! O strange! We are haunted. . at Ninny's tomb. that y et would never tire. and let him have some plaster. O. Why. QUINCE. BOTTOM. and let him hold his fingers thus. Thisby.odorous! BOTTOM. sit down. What say you. I were only thine. and tell them plainly he is Snug the joiner. and is to come again. SNOUT. QUINCE. Pray.' FLUTE. did talk through the chink of a wall.name his name. a play toward! I'll be an auditor. and eke most lovely Jew. QUINCE. you begin. -odours savours sweet.As true as truest horse. or some rough-cast about him. and all. and say he comes to disfigure or to present the person of Moonshine. Re-enter PUCK. And by and by I will to thee appear. SNOUT. If that may be. must you. Exit PUCK. FLUTE. enter into that brake. An actor too perhaps. and rehearse your parts. What hempen homespuns have we swagg'ring here. 'Odious'. for you must understand he goes but to see a noise that he heard. that you answer to Pyramus. a voice! Stay thou but here awhile.' man! Why. it is 'never tire. Speak. stand forth. Some man or other must present Wall. where we play. Most radiant Pyramus. says the story. to bring the moonlight into a chamber. Bottom? BOTTOM. You can never bring in a wall. and BOTTOM with an ass's head BOTTOM. Thisby. Come. to signify wall. or else one must come in with a bush of thorns and a lantern. Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier. my dearest Thisby dear. BOTTOM. it doth shine that night. and the moon may shine in at the casement. Well. If I were fair. QUINCE. 'Ninus' tomb. when you have spoken your speech. find out moonshine. marry. Most brisky juvenal.

a headless bear. and burn. TITANIA. through brier. so black of hue. neither. TITANIA. TITANIA. Not so. And neigh. and will sing. BOTTOM. to say the truth. The summer still doth tend upon my state. and the lark. I can gleek upon occasion. Why do they run away? This is a knavery of them to make me afeard. and bark. though he cry 'cuckoo' never so? TITANIA. Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful. the sparrow. I am a spirit of no common rate. A hog. I'll lead you about a round. Like horse. I pray thee. With orange-tawny bill. I see their knavery: this is to make an ass of me. I have enough to serve mine own turn. Out of this wood do not desire to go. Exit BOTTOM. at every turn. The more the pity that some honest neighbours will not make them friends. fire. and grunt. I will walk up and down here. that they shall hear I am not afraid. who would set his wit to so foolish a bird? Who would give a bird the he. but if I had wit enough to get out of this wood. and roar. I love thee. Bless thee. gentle mortal. you should have little reason for that. Whose note full many a man doth mark. And dares not answer nayfor. On the first view. sing again. sometime a hound. The throstle with his note so true. Nay. So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape. indeed. Mine ear is much enamoured of thy note. And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move me. hog. Re-enter SNOUT SNOUT. The plain-song cuckoo grey. if they could. bear. Sometime a horse I'll be. through brake. do you? Exit SNOUT Re-enter QUINCE QUINCE. But I will not stir from this place. to fright me. to swear. Bottom. What do you see? You see an ass-head of your own. through bush. Through bog. thou art chang'd! What do I see on thee? BOTTOM. BOTTOM. What angel wakes me from my flow'ry bed? BOTTOM. I'll follow you. The wren with little quill. And yet. Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or no. do what they can. O Bottom. bless thee! Thou art translated.masters! Help! Exeunt all but BOTTOM and PUCK PUCK. Methinks. Exit BOTTOM. [Sings] The finch. . to say. reason and love keep little company together now-a-days. mistress. sometime a fire. hound. [Sings] The ousel cock.

COBWEB. elves.And I do love thee. I pray you. lead him to my bower. Peaseblossom. Your name. Hail! MOTH. good Master Cobweb. I shall desire you of more acquaintance too. I shall make bold with you. Nod to him. Tie up my love's tongue. BOTTOM. I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee. And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes. I beseech you. Hail! BOTTOM. That same cowardly giant-like ox-beef hath devour'd many a gentleman of your house. And I will purge thy mortal grossness so That thou shalt like an airy spirit go. Ready. and MUSTARDSEED PEASEBLOSSOM. Good Master Mustardseed. I beseech your worship's name. MOTH. therefore. COBWEB. The moon. To have my love to bed and to arise. go with me. And I. mortal! COBWEB. ALL. green figs. looks with a wat'ry eye. And sing. and do him courtesies. bring him silently. weeps every little flower. your father. And I. Hail! MUSTARDSEED. Come. Lamenting some enforced chastity. I desire you of more acquaintance. commend me to Mistress Squash. sir? MUSTARDSEED. With purple grapes. Cobweb. Hail. Mustardseed. while thou on pressed flowers dost sleep. methinks. BOTTOM. And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep. Feed him with apricocks and dewberries. honest gentleman? PEASEBLOSSOM. I cry your worships mercy. And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs. PEASEBLOSSOM. Good Master Peaseblossom. and to Master Peascod. I promise you your kindred hath made my eyes water ere now. good Master Mustardseed. Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes. MUSTARDSEED. And when she weeps. Where shall we go? TITANIA. Be kind and courteous to this gentleman. I know your patience well. And pluck the wings from painted butterflies. Exeunt SCENE II. COBWEB. BOTTOM. To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes. heartily. your mother. Your name. If I cut my finger. I shall desire you of more acquaintance. and mulberries. wait upon him. TITANIA. MOTH. And I. Peaseblossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustardseed! Enter PEASEBLOSSOM. The honey bags steal from the humble-bees. .

when he wak'd. So at his sight away his fellows fly. Made senseless things begin to do them wrong.Another part of the wood Enter OBERON OBERON. O. Which she must dote on in extremity. PUCK. and straightway lov'd an ass. But hast thou yet latch'd the Athenian's eyes With the love-juice. Then. Near to her close and consecrated bower. This falls out better than I could devise. but I should use thee worse. but not this the man. Stand close. The shallowest thickskin of that barren sort. some hats. Now I but chide. of force she must be ey'd. Or russet-pated choughs. I led them on in this distracted fear. Who Pyramus presented. . That. HERMIA. lost with their fears thus strong. o'er and o'er one falls. DEMETRIUS. as I did bid thee do? PUCK. I fear. How now. Enter PUCK Here comes my messenger. in their sport Forsook his scene and ent'red in a brake. Their sense thus weak. This is the woman. this is the same Athenian. A crew of patches. so it came to pass. And left sweet Pyramus translated there. what it was that next came in her eye. My mistress with a monster is in love. I took him sleeping. Rising and cawing at the gun's report. And forth my mimic comes. When in that moment. When they him spy. mad spirit! What night-rule now about this haunted grove? PUCK. Titania wak'd. Were met together to rehearse a play Intended for great Theseus' nuptial day. For thou. many in sort. and help from Athens calls. While she was in her dull and sleeping hour. from yielders all things catch. An ass's nole I fixed on his head. He murder cries. Anon his Thisby must be answered. I wonder if Titania be awak'd. Some sleeves. When I did him at this advantage take. why rebuke you him that loves you so? Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe. rude mechanicals. OBERON. For briers and thorns at their apparel snatch.that is finish'd tooAnd the Athenian woman by his side. Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky. That work for bread upon Athenian stalls. As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye. If thou hast slain Lysander in his sleep. hast given me cause to curse. Enter DEMETRIUS and HERMIA OBERON. And at our stamp here.

[Lies down] OBERON. for aught that I can tell. What's this to my Lysander? Where is he? Ah. I had rather give his carcass to my hounds. A privilege never to see me more. look how I go. for a while I will remain. With sighs of love that costs the fresh blood dear. Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow. As yonder Venus in her glimmering sphere. and so should I. Exit OBERON. tell true. Exit DEMETRIUS. Flower of this purple dye. once tell true. one man holding troth. All fancy-sick she is and pale of cheer. And from thy hated presence part I so. Would he have stolen away From sleeping Hermia? I'll believe as soon This whole earth may be bor'd. Hast thou slain him. good Demetrius. What hast thou done? Thou hast mistaken quite. You spend your passion on a mispris'd mood: I am not guilty of Lysander's blood. So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow For debt that bankrupt sleep doth sorrow owe. even for my sake! Durst thou have look'd upon him being awake. I'll charm his eyes against she do appear. wilt thou give him me? DEMETRIUS. PUCK.so dead. An if I could. cur! Thou driv'st me past the bounds Of maiden's patience. confounding oath on oath. dog! out. PUCK. and not a false turn'd true. that. Of thy misprision must perforce ensue Some true love turn'd. The sun was not so true unto the day As he to me. what should I get therefore? HERMIA. DEMETRIUS. Which now in some slight measure it will pay. look as bright. HERMIA. tell me then that he is well. I pray thee. therefore. DEMETRIUS. thou serpent. then? Henceforth be never numb'red among men! O. See me no more whether he be dead or no. DEMETRIUS. Here. And hast thou kill'd him sleeping? O brave touch! Could not a worm. HERMIA. Pierc'd through the heart with your stern cruelty. So should a murderer look. I go. Hit with Cupid's archery. as clear. an adder. And kill me too. plunge in the deep. Yet you. for with doubler tongue Than thine. There is no following her in this fierce vein. the murderer. . I go. Out. Nor is he dead. And laid the love-juice on some true-love's sight. so grim. By some illusion see thou bring her here. and that the moon May through the centre creep and so displease Her brother's noontide with th' Antipodes. So should the murdered look. About the wood go swifter than the wind. And Helena of Athens look thou find. do so much? An adder did it. Sink in apple of his eye. never adder stung. HERMIA. If for his tender here I make some stay. It cannot be but thou hast murd'red him. A million fail. Then fate o'er-rules. OBERON.Being o'er shoes in blood.

those kissing cherries. Look when I vow. and both as light as tales. When thou wak'st. How can these things in me seem scorn to you. and superpraise my parts. Captain of our fairy band. I weep. And those things do best please me That befall prepost'rously. let me kiss This princess of pure white. Bearing the badge of faith. if she be by. and he loves not you. how ripe in show Thy lips.When his love he doth espy. and swear. If you were civil and knew courtesy. I hod no judgment when to her I swore. When truth kills truth. turns to a crow When thou hold'st up thy hand. You would not do me thus much injury. shall I compare thine eyne? Crystal is muddy. now you give her o'er. my love. to prove them true? HELENA. Beg of her for remedy. perfect. tempting grow! That pure congealed white. Nor none. HELENA. as I know you do. Can you not hate me. put in two scales. In their nativity all truth appears. Why should you think that I should woo in scorn? Scorn and derision never come in tears. O spite! O hell! I see you all are bent To set against me for your merriment. O. and you will nothing weigh: Your vows to her and me. as men you are in show. You do advance your cunning more and more. what fools these mortals be! Stand aside. high Taurus' snow. OBERON. When I am sure you hate me with your hearts. Helena is here at hand. DEMETRIUS. PUCK. Shall we their fond pageant see? Lord. and vows so born. goddess. Enter LYSANDER and HELENA LYSANDER. nymph. Let her shine as gloriously As the Venus of the sky. And the youth mistook by me Pleading for a lover's fee. Will you give her o'er? Weigh oath with oath. and love Hermia. Demetrius loves her. Re-enter PUCK PUCK. O devilish-holy fray! These vows are Hermia's. in my mind. LYSANDER. O. Then will two at once woo one. this seal of bliss! HELENA. You would not use a gentle lady so: To vow. . [Awaking] O Helen. divine! To what. That must needs be sport alone. Fann'd with the eastern wind. Will even weigh. LYSANDER. But you must join in souls to mock me too? If you were men. You both are rivals. The noise they make Will cause Demetrius to awake.

Demetrius. voices. our sides. Have with our needles created both one flower. You speak not as you think. to thy peril. But why unkindly didst thou leave me so? LYSANDER. and extort A poor soul's patience. it is not so. Hermia. And here. childhood innocence? We. HELENA. and minds. DEMETRIUS. Had been incorporate. sitting on one cushion. the hours that we have spent. Helen. a manly enterprise. Wherein it doth impair the seeing sense. with all my heart. You are unkind. all to make you sport. The ear more quick of apprehension makes.And now both rivals. The sisters' vows. she is one of this confederacy! Now I perceive they have conjoin'd all three To fashion this false sport in spite of me. When we have chid the hasty-footed time For parting us. is all forgot? All school-days' friendship. For you love Hermia. Disparage not the faith thou dost not know. And yours of Helena to me bequeath. found. If e'er I lov'd her. Never did mockers waste more idle breath. Mine ear. What love could press Lysander from my side? LYSANDER. Why should he stay whom love doth press to go? HERMIA. all that love is gone. A trim exploit. There to remain. Whom I do love and will do till my death. it cannot be. to mock Helena. Lysander. Enter HERMIA HERMIA. Lysander. To conjure tears up in a poor maid's eyes With your derision! None of noble sort Would so offend a virgin. that would not let him bideFair Helena. have you with these contriv'd. keep thy Hermia. As if our hands. who more engilds the night Than all yon fiery oes and eyes of light. I thank it. This you know I know. brought me to thy sound. Lest. LYSANDER. Lo. HELENA. So we grew together. Look where thy love comes. To bait me with this foul derision? Is all the counsel that we two have shar'd. Injurious Hermia! most ungrateful maid! Have you conspir'd. thou aby it dear. My heart to her but as guest-wise sojourn'd. with all good will. Both warbling of one song. Both on one sampler.O. . be not so. yonder is thy dear. Dark night. like two artificial gods. I will none. LYSANDER. Thou art not by mine eye. In Hermia's love I yield you up my part. both in one key. DEMETRIUS. that from the eye his function takes. Lysander's love. It pays the hearing double recompense. And now to Helen is it home return'd. Why seek'st thou me? Could not this make thee know The hate I bare thee made me leave thee so? HERMIA.

DEMETRIUS. by my life I do. Demetrius. to love unlov'd? This you should pity rather than despise. Two lovely berries moulded on one stern. HELENA. Though I alone do feel the injury. my soul. withdraw. To join with men in scorning your poor friend? It is not friendly. HERMIA. 'tis not maidenly. Quick. Precious. celestial? Wherefore speaks he this To her he hates? And wherefore doth Lysander Deny your love. nymph. grace. I say I love thee more than he can do. . To call me goddess. If thou say so. so rich within his soul. hold the sweet jest up. hear my excuse. DEMETRIUS. Due but to one. and crowned with one crest. But yet an union in partition. But yet come not. Hang off. and prove it too. come. Thou canst compel no more than she entreat. You would not make me such an argument. thou cat. do. This sport. gentle Helena. 'tis partly my own fault. I am amazed at your passionate words. My love. go! LYSANDER. Wink each at other. or absence. I understand not what you mean by this. or manners. by your consent? What though I be not so in grace as you. you Ethiope! DEMETRIUS. If she cannot entreat.take on as you would follow. I can compel. HELENA. soon shall remedy. LYSANDER. but one heart. my life. Which death. as well as I. may chide you for it. and rare. he will Seem to break loose.persever. To follow me and praise my eyes and face? And made your other love. O excellent! HERMIA. Why are you grown so rude? What change is this. LYSANDER. counterfeit sad looks. No. Lysander. I love thee. vile thing. Thy threats have no more strength than her weak prayers Helen. So. But miserable most. thou burr. whereto tends all this? LYSANDER. And tender me. HERMIA. LYSANDER. shall be chronicled. Away. divine. fair Helena! HELENA. HERMIA. Who even but now did spurn me with his foot. But by your setting on. as in scorn. Our sex. If you have any pity. Ay. And will you rent our ancient love asunder. forsooth. Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent. let loose. I scorn you not. Two of the first. so fortunate. no.Like to a double cherry. But fare ye well. like coats in heraldry. affection. DEMETRIUS. seeming parted. do not scorn her so. Have you not set Lysander. Stay. So hung upon with love. it seems that you scorn me. You are a tame man. with two seeming bodies. Make mouths upon me when I turn my back. well carried. Sweet. I swear by that which I will lose for thee To prove him false that says I love thee not. HERMIA.

nay. you left me. i' faith! Have you no modesty. I evermore did love you. Hermia. Did ever keep your counsels. HELENA.O. and so do you. gentlemen. to kill me too. Let her not hurt me. that way goes the game. again. shall I say? LYSANDER. DEMETRIUS. in love unto Demetrius. of question. kill her dead? Although I hate her. Now I perceive that she hath made compare Between our statures. What. How low am I? I am not yet so low But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes. I told him of your stealth unto this wood. yet since night you left me. I am a right maid for my cowardice. And are you grown so high in his esteem Because I am so dwarfish and so low? How low am I. thou painted maypole? Speak. do not be so bitter with me. I'll not trust your word. 'tis no jest That I do hate thee and love Helena. Do you not jest? HELENA. so you will let me quiet go.Sweet love? LYSANDER. by my life! And never did desire to see thee more. And stol'n my love's heart from him? HELENA. spurn me. Her height. though you mock me. you puppet you! HERMIA. her tall personage. for I perceive A weak bond holds you. sooth. I'll not harm her so. I would I had your bond. and threat'ned me To strike me. Since night you lov'd me. nothing truer. Save that. What! Can you do me greater harm than hate? Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news. HERMIA. And now. should I hurt her. Yes. LYSANDER. tawny Tartar. fie! you counterfeit. she hath prevail'd with him. Demetrius. strike her. HERMIA. for love I followed him. my love? Am not I Hermia? Are not you Lysander? I am as fair now as I was erewhile. of doubt. never wrong'd you. But he hath chid me hence. the gods forbid!In earnest. Ay. Because she is something lower than myself. Let her not strike me. 'Lower' hark. no maiden shame. Fine. loathed med'cine! O hated potion. Therefore be out of hope. And with her personage. Thy love! Out. O me! you juggler! you cankerblossom! You thief of love! What! Have you come by night. Why then. I pray you. Good Hermia. hence! HERMIA. HELENA. That I can match her. I was never curst. Be certain. You perhaps may think. I have no gift at all in shrewishness. . I will keep my word with thee. He followed you. 'Puppet!' why so? Ay. forsooth. she hath urg'd her height. LYSANDER. out! Out. No touch of bashfulness? What! Will you tear Impatient answers from my gentle tongue? Fie. HERMIA.

She was a vixen when she went to school. HERMIA. And from each other look thou lead them thus. Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting sleep With leaden legs and batty wings doth creep. she shall not. You bead. Nay. DEMETRIUS. though she be but little. Helena. Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray. 'Little' again! Nothing but 'low' and 'little'! Why will you suffer her to flout me thus? Let me come to her. You see how simple and how fond I am. you dwarf. LYSANDER. And sometime rail thou like Demetrius. Exeunt LYSANDER and DEMETRIUS HERMIA. of hind'ring knot-grass made. DEMETRIUS. speak not of Helena. DEMETRIUS. Did not you tell me I should know the man By the Athenian garments he had on? And so far blameless proves my enterprise That I have 'nointed an Athenian's eyes. for if thou dost intend Never so little show of love to her. Follow! Nay. O. if thou dar'st. she is fierce. LYSANDER. HERMIA. I mistook. Or else committ'st thy knaveries wilfully. And. You are too officious In her behalf that scorns your services. Still thou mistak'st. With Demetrius. Be not afraid. she shall not harm thee. Now she holds me not. when she is angry. Exit HERMIA. You minimus. No. Exit OBERON. Thou shalt aby it. Of thine or mine. you acorn. PUCK. Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue. Let her alone. As this their jangling I esteem a sport. to try whose right. The starry welkin cover thou anon With drooping fog as black as Acheron. . cheek by jowl. Why. Let me go. And lead these testy rivals so astray As one come not within another's way. I'll go with thee. though you take her part. Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong. I am amaz'd. sir. Robin. all this coil is long of you. Thou seest these lovers seek a place to fight. LYSANDER. she is keen and shrewd. This is thy negligence. Now follow. Take not her part. Nor longer stay in your curst company. overcast the night. HELENA. Get you gone. A foolish heart that I leave here behind. mistress. is most in Helena.To Athens will I bear my folly back. I. and know not what to say. OBERON. king of shadows. HERMIA. HELENA. Believe me. You. go not back. Hie therefore. get you gone! Who is't that hinders you? HELENA. I will not trust you. What! with Lysander? HELENA. to run away. And so far am I glad it so did sort. And follow you no further. My legs are longer though.

At whose approach ghosts. Up and down. I am fear'd in field and town. art thou fled? Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide thy head? PUCK. art thou there? PUCK. To take from thence all error with his might And make his eyeballs roll with wonted sight. lead them up and down. Here comes one. Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars. Exeunt . DEMETRIUS. And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger. Here. PUCK. And then I will her charmed eye release From monster's view. we'll try no manhood here. come. Already to their wormy beds are gone. notwithstanding. all this derision Shall seem a dream and fruitless vision. villain. Follow my voice. OBERON. For fear lest day should look their shames upon. Troop home to churchyards. I'll to my queen. Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams. then. Enter LYSANDER LYSANDER. Where art thou. When they next wake. Whose liquor hath this virtuous property. Damned spirits all That in cross-ways and floods have burial. and all things shall be peace. I will be with thee straight. proud Demetrius? Speak thou now. speak again. But. Lysander. PUCK. Thou coward. recreant. He is defil'd That draws a sword on thee. And wilt not come? Come. But we are spirits of another sort: I with the Morning's love have oft made sport. haste. like a forester. Exit OBERON PUCK. thou coward. art thou bragging to the stars. And. Goblin. And back to Athens shall the lovers wend With league whose date till death shall never end. Follow me. drawn and ready. Whiles I in this affair do thee employ. Thou runaway. the groves may tread Even till the eastern gate. Yea. all fiery red. For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast. They wilfully themselves exil'd from light. My fairy lord. and beg her Indian boy.Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye. We may effect this business yet ere day. PUCK. Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams. I'll whip thee with a rod. Where art thou? LYSANDER. make no delay. And must for aye consort with black-brow'd night. I will lead them up and down. thou child. To plainer ground. wand'ring here and there. Exit LYSANDER as following the voice Enter DEMETRIUS DEMETRIUS. up and down. this must be done with haste.

Thus to make poor females mad. PUCK. I am here. shifting every place. [Lies down] Come. I can no further crawl. thou mock'st me. Abate thy hours! Shine comforts from the east. Gentle lover. [Squeezing the juice on LYSANDER'S eyes] When thou wak'st. remedy. Faintness constraineth me To measure out my length on this cold bed. DEMETRIUS. [Sleeps] Re-enter PUCK and DEMETRIUS PUCK. [Sleeps] Enter HERMIA HERMIA. And sleep. Steal me awhile from mine own company. Abide me. and revenge this spite. ho. I'll apply To your eye. Here she comes. nor look me in the face. On the ground Sleep sound. From these that my poor company detest. thou gentle day. If ever I thy face by daylight see. I followed fast. He goes before me. then. Now. Ho. That I may back to Athens by daylight. then he is gone. Two of both kinds makes up four. curst and sad. Yet but three? Come one more. Heavens shield Lysander. Never so weary. if thou dar'st. The villain is much lighter heel'd than I. Bedabbled with the dew. and torn with briers. Thou shalt buy this dear. And here will rest me. I'll find Demetrius. ho! Coward. why com'st thou not? DEMETRIUS. That fallen am I in dark uneven way. My legs can keep no pace with my desires. By day's approach look to be visited. And dar'st not stand. for well I wot Thou run'st before me. O weary night. Thou tak'st . that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye. For if but once thou show me thy grey light. When I come where he calls. O long and tedious night. [Lies down and sleeps] Enter HELENA HELENA. Cupid is a knavish lad. Come hither. if they mean a fray! [Lies down and sleeps] PUCK. Nay. but faster he did fly.Re-enter LYSANDER LYSANDER. and still dares me on. Here will I rest me till the break of day. go thy way. Where art thou now? PUCK. never so in woe. no further go.

sit thee down upon this flow'ry bed. Do not fret yourself too much in the action. Mounsieur Mustardseed. mounsieur. lying asleep Enter TITANIA and Bottom. I must to the barber's. SCENE I. Ready. if my hair do but tickle me I must scratch. MOTH. OBERON behind. Ready. BOTTOM. That every man should take his own. good mounsieur. INC. have a care the honey-bag break not.True delight In the sight Of thy former lady's eye. Nought shall go ill. good mounsieur. my gentle joy. for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face. DEMETRIUS. BOTTOM. What. Where's Mounsieur Cobweb? COBWEB. Where's Mounsieur Mustardseed? MUSTARDSEED. Give me your neaf. Exit <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LIBRARY. In your waking shall be shown: Jack shall have Jill. Scratch my head. signior. What's your will? BOTTOM. leave your curtsy. and. bring me the honey-bag. The wood. Mounsieur Cobweb. BOTTOM. COBWEB. but to help Cavalery Cobweb to scratch. And kiss thy fair large ears. And stick musk-roses in thy sleek smooth head. my sweet love? . Nothing. AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED OR USED COMMERCIALLY. LYSANDER. AND IS PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOIS BENEDICTINE COLLEGE WITH PERMISSION. and I am such a tender ass. and. and other FAIRIES attending. and all shall be well.. good mounsieur. TITANIA. PEASEBLOSSOM. Ready. And the country proverb known. good mounsieur. Pray you. Where's Peaseblossom? PEASEBLOSSOM. wilt thou hear some music. and HERMIA. While I thy amiable cheeks do coy. The man shall have his mare again. BOTTOM. MUSTARDSEED. good mounsieur. unseen TITANIA. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READABLE COPIES MAY BE DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR YOUR OR OTHERS PERSONAL USE ONLY. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUTION INCLUDES BY ANY SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR MEMBERSHIP.>> ACT IV. Come. Peaseblossom. get you your weapons in your hand and kill me a red-hipp'd humble-bee on the top of a thistle. mounsieur. MUSTARDSEED. I would be loath to have you overflown with a honey-bag. HELENA.

And now I have the boy. Exeunt FAIRIES So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle Gently entwist. how mine eyes do loathe his visage now! . my Titania. sweet hay. I have a venturous fairy that shall seek The squirrel's hoard. TITANIA. OBERON. I did upbraid her and fall out with her. TITANIA. And she in mild terms begg'd my patience. There lies your love. gentle Puck. TITANIA. good Robin. And think no more of this night's accidents But as the fierce vexation of a dream. Which straight she gave me. wake you. TITANIA. Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower Hath such force and blessed power. BOTTOM. How came these things to pass? O. For she his hairy temples then had rounded With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers. and fetch thee new nuts. Good hay. I have an exposition of sleep come upon me. TITANIA. For. Now. Methinks I have a great desire to a bottle of hay. and her fairy sent To bear him to my bower in fairy land. [Advancing] Welcome. Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail. Seest thou this sweet sight? Her dotage now I do begin to pity. O. meeting her of late behind the wood. But. take this transformed scalp From off the head of this Athenian swain. Truly. I will undo This hateful imperfection of her eyes. Seeking sweet favours for this hateful fool. Sleep thou. [Touching her eyes] Be as thou wast wont to be. and be all ways away. See as thou was wont to see. I pray you.BOTTOM. I have a reasonable good ear in music. be gone. let none of your people stir me. Fairies. And that same dew which sometime on the buds Was wont to swell like round and orient pearls Stood now within the pretty flowerets' eyes. When I had at my pleasure taunted her. my sweet queen. and I will wind thee in my arms. Let's have the tongs and the bones. what thou desirest to eat. Or say. hath no fellow. sweet love. My Oberon! What visions have I seen! Methought I was enamour'd of an ass. BOTTOM. I then did ask of her her changeling child. how I love thee! how I dote on thee! [They sleep] Enter PUCK OBERON. a peck of provender. That he awaking when the other do May all to Athens back again repair. I had rather have a handful or two of dried peas. I could munch your good dry oats. the female ivy so Enrings the barky fingers of the elm. And. But first I will release the Fairy Queen.

ho. besides the groves. Come. Then. TITANIA. Fairy King. soft. Go. My love shall hear the music of my hounds. my lord. up to the mountain's top. attend and mark. and in our flight. So flew'd. I do hear the morning lark. There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be Wedded. [Music] And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.OBERON. my Queen. such sweet thunder. OBERON. old Nedar's Helena. I was with Hercules and Cadmus once When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of Sparta. Judge when you hear. music call. Dispatch. music. let them go. Tell me how it came this night That I sleeping here was found With these mortals on the ground. Sound. But. in silence sad. I wonder of their being here together. Exit an ATTENDANT We will. . take hands with me. HIPPOLYTA. for. so sanded. Slow in pursuit. This Helena. such as charmeth sleep! PUCK. In Crete. this is my daughter here asleep. My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind. Silence awhile. And this Lysander. music. Come. the fountains. but match'd in mouth like bells. fair Queen. every region near Seem'd all one mutual cry. The skies. nor in Thessaly. Crook-knee'd and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls. an in jollity. this Demetrius is. in Sparta. with Theseus. one of you. Robin. I never heard So musical a discord. HIPPOLYTA. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to. TITANIA. Exeunt To the winding of horns. nor cheer'd with horn. never did I hear Such gallant chiding. Music. My lord. Trip we after night's shade. Now thou and I are new in amity. PUCK. Each under each. enter THESEUS. For now our observation is perform'd. and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew. And mark the musical confusion Of hounds and echo in conjunction. and train THESEUS. Now when thou wak'st with thine own fool's eyes peep. and strike more dead Than common sleep of all these five the sense. EGEUS. And will to-morrow midnight solemnly Dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly. Titania. my Queen. And bless it to all fair prosperity. what nymphs are these? EGEUS. THESEUS. We the globe can compass soon. and find the forester. take off this head. find out the forester. Uncouple in the western valley. Swifter than the wand'ring moon. And since we have the vaward of the day. I say. OBERON.

Egeus. The object and the pleasure of mine eye. The sleepers awake and kneel to THESEUS] Good-morrow. stand up. long for it. the virtue of my heart. We'll hold a feast in great solemnity. my lord. like a sickness. Fair lovers.my love to Hermia. And all the faith. I shall reply amazedly. For in the temple. Now I do wish it. Without the peril of the Athenian lawEGEUS. [Horns and shout within. three and three. They would have stol'n away. Fair Helena in fancy following me. To her. you have enough. did I loathe this food. My lord. But. Our purpos'd hunting shall be set aside. Our intent Was to be gone from Athens. and. How comes this gentle concord in the world That hatred is so far from jealousy To sleep by hate. and fear no enmity? LYSANDER. No doubt they rose up early to observe The rite of May. I know you two are rival enemies. bid the huntsmen wake them with their horns. My lord. is not this the day That Hermia should give answer of her choice? EGEUS. by and by. And will for evermore be true to it. Of my consent that she should be your wife. I cannot truly say how I came here. Was I betroth'd ere I saw Hermia. and me of my consent. THESEUS.for truly would I speak. as in health. Demetrius. my Lord. love it. come to my natural taste. I beg the law. . for the morning now is something worn. with us These couples shall eternally be knit. where we might. Melted as the snow. Half sleep. my lord. Pardon. hearing our intent. Away with us to Athens. friends. I swear. Enough. DEMETRIUS. I wot not by what powerBut by some power it is.THESEUS. THESEUS. my good lord. I will overbear your will. fair Helen told me of their stealth. so it isI came with Hermia hither. Of this their purpose hither to this wood. Of this discourse we more will hear anon. but as yet. you are fortunately met. But. seems to me now As the remembrance of an idle gaud Which in my childhood I did dote upon. Came here in grace of our solemnity. half waking. Go. But speak. enough. And now I do bethink me. But. Thereby to have defeated you and me: You of your wife. And I in fury hither followed them. the law upon his head. they would. I pray you all. And. my lord. as I think. Is only Helena. It is. Egeus. Saint Valentine is past. THESEUS. Begin these wood-birds but to couple now? LYSANDER. But.

You must say 'paragon. and I will answer. and methought I had. stol'n hence. Why. FLUTE.there is no man can tell what. It shall be call'd 'Bottom's Dream. what my dream was. SNOUT. HERMIA. the tinker! Starveling! God's my life. And by the way let us recount our dreams. No. doth it? QUINCE.' A paramour is. Yea. HIPPOLYTA. [Awaking] When my cue comes. Exeunt BOTTOM. QUINCE'S house Enter QUINCE. we dream. and the best person too. and STARVELING QUINCE. Do not you think The Duke was here.' Heigh-ho! Peter Quince! Flute. Exit SCENE II. These things seem small and undistinguishable. Athens. then. FLUTE. Exeunt THESEUS.God bless us!. the ear of man hath not seen. we are awake. My next is 'Most fair Pyramus. Peradventure. QUINCE. And I have found Demetrius like a jewel. If he come not. He cannot be heard of. let's follow him. and my father. if he will offer to say what methought I had. man's hand is not able to taste.' because it hath no bottom. HELENA. HELENA. FLUTE. Hippolyta. Enter SNUG . Mine own. It is not possible. FLUTE.A thing of naught. I will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of this dream. Methought I was. and bid us follow him? HERMIA. Yea. and I will sing it in the latter end of a play. call me. When every thing seems double. it goes not forward. I shall sing it at her death. DEMETRIUS. EGEUS. Man is but an ass if he go about to expound this dream. the bellows-mender! Snout.Come. he hath simply the best wit of any handicraft man in Athens. Methinks I see these things with parted eye. Out of doubt he is transported. Have you sent to Bottom's house? Is he come home yet? STARVELING. his tongue to conceive. The eye of man hath not heard. Like far-off mountains turned into clouds. You have not a man in all Athens able to discharge Pyramus but he. and not mine own. I have had a dream. Methought I was. but man is but a patch'd fool. and left me asleep! I have had a most rare vision. DEMETRIUS. and train DEMETRIUS. And he did bid us follow to the temple. and he is a very paramour for a sweet voice. then the play is marr'd. So methinks. past the wit of man to say what dream it was. to make it the more gracious. before the Duke. Are you sure That we are awake? It seems to me That yet we sleep. nor his heart to report. And Hippolyta. LYSANDER.

Not a word of me. he could not have scaped sixpence a day. AND IS PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF ILLINOIS BENEDICTINE COLLEGE WITH PERMISSION. and the poet. meet presently at the palace. I'll be hanged. I am to discourse wonders. away! Exeunt <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LIBRARY. for the short and the long is. that the Duke hath dined. If our sport had gone forward. Athens. for if I tell you. or nothing. nor these fairy toys. Enter BOTTOM BOTTOM. More strange than true. good strings to your beards. for we are to utter sweet breath. we had all been made men. and there is two or three lords and ladies more married. new ribbons to your pumps. and ATTENDANTS HIPPOLYTA. sweet Bottom. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold. I will tell you everything. Masters. Masters. I am not true Athenian. and I do not doubt but to hear them say it is a sweet comedy. HIPPOLYTA. BOTTOM. An the Duke had not given him sixpence a day for playing Pyramus. PROHIBITED COMMERCIAL DISTRIBUTION INCLUDES BY ANY SERVICE THAT CHARGES FOR DOWNLOAD TIME OR FOR MEMBERSHIP. let Thisby have clean linen. but ask me not what. Let us hear. most dear actors. every man look o'er his part. I never may believe These antique fables. our play is preferr'd. Where are these lads? Where are these hearts? QUINCE.. AND (2) ARE NOT DISTRIBUTED OR USED COMMERCIALLY. ELECTRONIC AND MACHINE READABLE COPIES MAY BE DISTRIBUTED SO LONG AS SUCH COPIES (1) ARE FOR YOUR OR OTHERS PERSONAL USE ONLY. And. All that I will tell you is. Away. In any case. INC. Get your apparel together. right as it fell out. the lover. Such shaping fantasies. for they shall hang out for the lion's claws. THESEUS. LORDS. QUINCE. SCENE I. the Duke is coming from the temple. Lovers and madmen have such seething brains. my Theseus. The palace of THESEUS Enter THESEUS. PHILOSTRATE. Bottom! O most courageous day! O most happy hour! BOTTOM. He would have deserved it: sixpence a day in Pyramus. No more words. that these lovers speak of.>> ACT V. that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. FLUTE.SNUG. 'Tis strange. . The lunatic. and let not him that plays the lion pare his nails. eat no onions nor garlic. go. Are of imagination all compact. O sweet bully Bottom! Thus hath he lost sixpence a day during his life.

your board. Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony. But howsoever strange and admirable.' We'll none of that: that have I told my love. 'The battle with the Centaurs. THESEUS. Make choice of which your Highness will see first. 'The thrice three Muses mourning for the death Of Learning. DEMETRIUS. what masques. It comprehends some bringer of that joy. More witnesseth than fancy's images. Doth glance from heaven to earth. and HELENA THESEUS. 'The riot of the tipsy Bacchanals. How easy is a bush suppos'd a bear? HIPPOLYTA. Or in the night. if it would but apprehend some joy. Here. Here come the lovers. How shall we find the concord of this discord? . and it was play'd When I from Thebes came last a conqueror. And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown. very tragical mirth. And grows to something of great constancy. and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name. your bed! THESEUS. Say. [Giving a paper] THESEUS. More than to us Wait in your royal walks. mighty Theseus. keen and critical. In glory of my kinsman Hercules. late deceas'd in beggary. full of joy and mirth. in a fine frenzy rolling. PHILOSTRATE. to be sung By an Athenian eunuch to the harp. what dances shall we have.' That is an old device. Come now. Tearing the Thracian singer in their rage. But all the story of the night told over.' That is some satire. what abridgment have you for this evening? What masque? what music? How shall we beguile The lazy time. There is a brief how many sports are ripe. all as frantic. gentle friends. Such tricks hath strong imagination That. Enter LYSANDER. HERMIA. Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt.' Merry and tragical! tedious and brief! That is hot ice and wondrous strange snow. imagining some fear. if not with some delight? PHILOSTRATE. The poet's eye. To wear away this long age of three hours Between our after-supper and bed-time? Where is our usual manager of mirth? What revels are in hand? Is there no play To ease the anguish of a torturing hour? Call Philostrate. Joy. The lover.That is the madman. joy and fresh days of love Accompany your hearts! LYSANDER. And all their minds transfigur'd so together. the poet's pen Turns them to shapes. from earth to heaven. 'A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus And his love Thisby.

I have heard it over. I love not to see wretchedness o'er-charged. Why. I will hear that play. To do you service. THESEUS. And. THESEUS. For never anything can be amiss When simpleness and duty tender it. ladies. The kinder we. Our sport shall be to take what they mistake. Go. And what poor duty cannot do. Trust me. it is. but more merry tears The passion of loud laughter never shed. my lord. sweet. [Flourish of trumpets] Enter QUINCE as the PROLOGUE PROLOGUE. my noble lord. nothing in the world. THESEUS. No. And we will hear it. SO please your Grace. For Pyramus therein doth kill himself. Hard-handed men that work in Athens here. my lord. and tongue-tied simplicity In least speak most to my capacity. it is too long. some ten words long. What are they that do play it? PHILOSTRATE. Where I have seen them shiver and look pale. But by ten words. Which never labour'd in their minds till now. to give them thanks for nothing. Make periods in the midst of sentences. Exit PHILOSTRATE HIPPOLYTA. it is with our good will. THESEUS. therefore. bring them in. THESEUS. Let him approach. in conclusion. Throttle their practis'd accent in their fears. Love. I must confess. Not paying me a welcome. my noble lord. And tragical. And now have toil'd their unbreathed memories With this same play against your nuptial. Re-enter PHILOSTRATE PHILOSTRATE. Which when I saw rehears'd. for in all the play There is not one word apt. And duty in his service perishing. one player fitted. noble respect Takes it in might. Which makes it tedious. the Prologue is address'd. And in the modesty of fearful duty I read as much as from the rattling tongue Of saucy and audacious eloquence. and take your places. If we offend. A play there is. you shall see no such thing. dumbly have broke off. Made mine eyes water. gentle sweet. Unless you can find sport in their intents. He says they can do nothing in this kind. PHILOSTRATE. HIPPOLYTA. . Where I have come. great clerks have purposed To greet me with premeditated welcomes. Extremely stretch'd and conn'd with cruel pain. Which is as brief as I have known a play. not merit. It is not for you. And it is nothing. Out of this silence yet I pick'd a welcome.PHILOSTRATE. THESEUS.

This fellow doth not stand upon points. Through which the lovers. WALL. he knows not the stop. dog. LYSANDER. Did whisper often very secretly. my lord: one lion may. when many asses do.That you should think. At large discourse while here they do remain. or rather did affright. as in dumb show. with lanthorn. and this stone. present a wall. And finds his trusty Thisby's mantle slain. doth show . And Thisby. No wonder. This man. MOONSHINE. Whereat with blade. Moonshine. with lime and rough-cast. We do not come. and LION PROLOGUE. tarrying in mulberry shade. Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain. And such a wall as I would have you think That had in it a crannied hole or chink. He bravely broach'd his boiling bloody breast. perchance you wonder at this show. THESEUS. He hath rid his prologue like a rough colt. But with good will. Consider then. WALL. His dagger drew. till truth make all things plain. nothing im paired. The trusty Thisby. but not in government. if you would know. This man. THESEUS. And as she fled. and. In this same interlude it doth befall That I. Exeunt PROLOGUE. this rough-cast. LION. as minding to content you. At the which let no man wonder. This grisly beast. That you should here repent you. there. for. they are content To whisper. HIPPOLYTA. Presenteth Moonshine. Gentles. by their show. Pyramus and Thisby. with a trumpet before them. Let Lion. A good moral. there to woo. Who is next? Enter. that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder. Anon comes Pyramus. and lovers twain. if you will know. This loam. This beauteous lady Thisby is certain. we come but in despite. You shall know all. All for your delight We are not here. THISBY. one Snout by name. His speech was like a tangled chain. And through Walls chink. I wonder if the lion be to speak. But wonder on. The actors are at band. but all disordered. poor souls. that you are like to know.a sound. her mantle she did fall. For all the rest. To show our simple skill. coming first by night. This man is Pyramus. Wall. DEMETRIUS. with bloody blameful blade. Our true intent is. my lord: it is not enough to speak. Indeed he hath play'd on this prologue like a child on a recorder. and MOONSHINE THESEUS. By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn To meet at Ninus' tomb. doth present Wall. and died. we come not to offend. Did scare away. but to speak true. PYRAMUS and THISBY. and bush of thorn. PYRAMUS. which Lion hight by name. sweet youth and tall. That is the true beginning of our end.

courteous wall. I think. [WALL holds up his fingers] Thanks.That I am that same wall. Wall. should curse again. PYRAMUS. The wall. O grim-look'd night! O night with hue so black! O night. and not theirs. THISBY. Thisby! THISBY. Exit WALL THESEUS. Curs'd he thy stones for thus deceiving me! THESEUS. For parting my fair Pyramus and me! My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones. Not Shafalus to Procrus was so true. PYRAMUS. Tide life. O wall. PYRAMUS. when walls are so wilful to hear without warning. alack. PYRAMUS. methinks. It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard discourse. THESEUS. Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me straightway? THISBY. my part discharged so. and the worst are no worse. O lovely wall. I to you. Enter THISBY THISBY. PYRAMUS. my lord. Enter PYRAMUS THESEUS. She is to enter now. till the Fates me kill. being sensible. Thy stones with lime and hair knit up in thee. Jove shield thee well for this! But what see what see I? No Thisby do I see. Thus have I. Thou wall. I fear my Thisby's promise is forgot! And thou. As Shafalus to Procrus. now will I to the chink. That stand'st between her father's ground and mine. THISBY. This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard. O wall. yonder she comes. DEMETRIUS. Would you desire lime and hair to speak better? DEMETRIUS. Through which the fearful lovers are to whisper. being done. kiss me through the hole of this vile wall. O sweet. thus Wall away doth go. the truth is so. You shall see it will fall pat as I told you. Pyramus draws near the wall. THISBY. right and sinister. to blink through with mine eyne. Think what thou wilt. I kiss the wall's hole. The best in this kind are but shadows. alack. O wall. To spy an I can hear my Thisby's face. HIPPOLYTA. Now is the moon used between the two neighbours. full often hast thou beard my moans. THESEUS. in truth. silence. and I am to spy her through the wall. . alack. And like Limander am I trusty still. not your lips at all. I am thy lover's grace. Deceiving me is Thisby's cue. tide death. And I like Helen. I see a voice. through whom I see no bliss. O. sir. Show me thy chink. My love! thou art my love. he should not. And this the cranny is. Exeunt PYRAMUS and THISBY WALL. if imagination amend them. No remedy. O sweet and lovely wall. PYRAMUS. my lord. No. I come without delay. PYRAMUS. O wicked wall. It must be your imagination then. And. which ever art when day is not! O night. HIPPOLYTA. O night.

. He dares not come there for the candle. all these should be in the lantern. May now. DEMETRIUS. that he is in the wane. Lion. Moon. I. LYSANDER. All that I have to say is to tell you that the lanthorn is the moon. both quake and tremble here. nor else no lion's dam. He should have worn the horns on his head. Well roar'd. How is it else the man i' th' moon? DEMETRIUS. Well shone. in courtesy. for. Here come two noble beasts in. for the goose carries not the fox. Re-enter PYRAMUS DEMETRIUS. Proceed. for all these are in the moon. This lanthorn doth the horned moon presentDEMETRIUS. True. but yet. THESEUS. HIPPOLYTA. Why. a man and a lion. my lord. my thorn-bush. and this dog. Lion. A very gentle beast.THESEUS. THESEUS. the Man i' th' Moon. Moon. perchance. I am aweary of this moon. this thorn-bush. you. and a goose for his discretion. It is well. MOONSHINE. you see. for his valour cannot carry his discretion. [Roaring] O[THISBY runs off] DEMETRIUS. MOON. whose gentle hearts do fear The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor. I am sure. This lion is a very fox for his valour. MOONSHINE. and exit] THESEUS. Enter LION and MOONSHINE LION. and the fox carries the goose. by his small light of discretion. in all reason. Well run. LYSANDER. Not so. It appears. He is no crescent. The very best at a beast. For. Truly. DEMETRIUS. it is already in snuff. ladies. HIPPOLYTA. my lord. THESEUS. Where is my love? LION. Re-enter THISBY THISBY. His discretion. my dog. 'twere pity on my life. Well mous'd. This is old Ninny's tomb. Myself the Man i' th' Moon do seem to be. DEMETRIUS. they may pass for excellent men. [The LION tears THISBY'S Mantle. THESEUS. Thisby. and let us listen to the Moon. Leave it to his discretion. and his horns are invisible within the circumference. the moon shines with a good grace. if I should as lion come in strife Into this place. But silence. we must stay the time. And then came Pyramus. If we imagine no worse of them than they of themselves. THESEUS. cannot carry his valour. When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar. here comes Thisby. the man should be put into the lantern. Would he would change! THESEUS. that e'er I saw. You. Then know that I as Snug the joiner am A lion fell. and of a good conscience. THESEUS. This lanthorn doth the horned moon present. This is the greatest error of all the rest.

for shining now so bright. Quail. didst thou lions frame? Since lion vile hath here deflower'd my dear. sword. and quell. Which is. What dreadful dole is here! Eyes. She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes. Tongue. Ay. no. but an ace. videlicet:THISBY. but I pity the man. and wound The pap of Pyramus. my dove? O Pyramus. which Thisby. thus. poor knight. O spite! But mark. For. Methinks she should not use a long one for such a Pyramus. Nature. my love? What. Less than an ace. [Stabs himself] Thus die I.LYSANDER. thus. confound. No die. And thus she moans.he for a man. Now am I dead. arise. What! stain'd with blood? Approach. and her passion ends the play. glittering gleams. that left pap. he is nothing. die. die. My soul is in the sky. This passion. man. die. that lov'd. dead. that lik'd. Beshrew my heart. lose thy light. do you see? How can it he? O dainty duck! O dear! Thy mantle good. Where heart doth hop. for he is dead. tears. Sweet Moon. PYRAMUS. conclude. I thank thee for thy sunny beams. [Dies] DEMETRIUS. Here she comes. LYSANDER. O wherefore. Now am I fled. She will find him by starlight. But stay. DEMETRIUS. Out. by thy gracious golden. is the better. HIPPOLYTA. How chance Moonshine is gone before Thisby comes back and finds her lover? Re-enter THISBY THESEUS. . ye Furies fell. Cut thread and thrum. thus. die. THESEUS. come. O Fates! come. that look'd with cheer. for he is but one. take thy flight. HIPPOLYTA.no. I hope she will be brief. With the help of a surgeon he might yet recover and yet prove an ass. HIPPOLYTA. Moon. God bless us! LYSANDER. would go near to make a man look sad. God warrant us: She for a woman. and the death of a dear friend. crush. I thank thee. [Exit MOONSHINE] Now die. DEMETRIUS.which was the fairest dame That liv'd. Come. PYRAMUS. which Pyramus. for him. THESEUS. Moon. And so the lion vanish'd. Asleep. I trust to take of truest Thisby sight. A mote will turn the balance.

Lovers. All with weary task fordone. the wall is down that parted their fathers. These lily lips.Speak. Whilst the heavy ploughman snores. Whilst the screech-owl. if he that writ it had played Pyramus. And we fairies. BOTTOM. make moan. Since you have shore With shears his thread of silk. [Dies] THESEUS. speak. Now the wasted brands do glow. Adieu. Thus Thisby ends. And the wolf behowls the moon. And so it is. Now the hungry lion roars. Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud. your Bergomask. to bed. all gaping wide. Never excuse. I fear we shall out-sleep the coming morn. A fortnight hold we this solemnity. adieu. let your epilogue alone. DEMETRIUS. adieu. my breast imbrue. that do run By the triple Hecate's team . blade. But come. Come. [Stabs herself] And farewell. Will it please you to see the Epilogue. I assure you. [Starting up] No. O Sisters Three. Come. trusty sword. Lovers. or to hear a Bergomask dance between two of our company? THESEUS. dead? A tomb Must cover thy sweet eyes. for when the players are all dead there need none to be blamed. Sweet friends. This cherry nose. Are gone. for your play needs no excuse. Moonshine and Lion are left to bury the dead. His eyes were green as leeks. 'tis almost fairy time. As much as we this night have overwatch'd. Marry. Now it is the time of night That the graves. come to me. friends. I pray you. In the church-way paths to glide. Tongue. and Wall too. No epilogue. Lay them in gore. are gone. Ay. to bed. Every one lets forth his sprite. it would have been a fine tragedy. In nightly revels and new jollity. Exeunt Enter PUCK with a broom PUCK. With hands as pale as milk. This palpable-gross play hath well beguil'd The heavy gait of night. and hang'd himself in Thisby's garter. screeching loud. Quite dumb? Dead. [A dance] The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. truly. and very notably discharg'd. Come. These yellow cowslip cheeks. not a word.

as I am an honest Puck. Think but this. Now. . we will mend. do not reprehend. Never mole. Sing and dance it trippingly. By the dead and drowsy fire. hare-lip. And each several chamber bless. with sweet peace. Else the Puck a liar call. That you have but slumb'red here While these visions did appear. So shall all the couples three Ever true in loving be. And the owner of it blest Ever shall in safety rest. Every fairy take his gait. To the best bride-bed will we. the FAIRIES sing and dance] OBERON. And this weak and idle theme. Now are frolic. I am sent with broom before.From the presence of the sun. until the break of day. Trip away. rehearse your song by rote. Through this palace. Every elf and fairy sprite Hop as light as bird from brier. Which by us shall blessed be. Meet me all by break of day. and bless this place. Gentles. No more yielding but a dream. Will we sing. And. And the blots of Nature's hand Shall not in their issue stand. Hand in hand. And the issue there create Ever shall be fortunate. with fairy grace. nor scar. We will make amends ere long. with all their train OBERON. First. and all is mended. With this field-dew consecrate. Exeunt all but PUCK If we shadows have offended. TITANIA. To sweep the dust behind the door. after me. make no stay. Enter OBERON and TITANIA. If you pardon. Nor mark prodigious. PUCK. [OBERON leading. such as are Despised in nativity. Shall upon their children be. Following darkness like a dream. Through the house give glimmering light. Through this house each fairy stray. Not a mouse Shall disturb this hallowed house. To each word a warbling note. If we have unearned luck Now to scape the serpent's tongue. And this ditty.

Give me your hands. good night unto you all. if we be friends. THE END Exit . And Robin shall restore amends.So.