William Shakespeare. A Midsummer Night's Dream |
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Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, and AttendantsTHESEUS
Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hourHIPPOLYTA
Draws on apace; four happy days bring in
Another moon: but, O, methinks, how slow
This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires,
Four days will quickly steep themselves in night;THESEUS
Four nights will quickly dream away the time;
Hippolyta, I woo'd thee with my sword,EGEUS
And won thy love, doing thee injuries;
But I will wed thee in another key,
With pomp, with triumph and with revelling.
Enter EGEUS, HERMIA, LYSANDER, and DEMETRIUS
Happy be Theseus, our renowned duke!THESEUS
Thanks, good Egeus: what's the news with thee?EGEUS
Full of vexation come I, with complaintTHESEUS
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 interchanged love-tokens with my child:
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 …
What say you, Hermia? be advised fair maid:HERMIA
Demetrius is a worthy gentleman.
So is Lysander.THESEUS
In himself he is;HERMIA
But in this kind, wanting your father's voice,
The other must be held the worthier.
But I beseech your grace that I may knowTHESEUS
The worst that may befall me in this case,
If I refuse to wed Demetrius.
Either to die the death or to abjureHERMIA
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,
To live a barren sister all your life,
So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord,THESEUS
Take time to pause; and, by the next new moon--DEMETRIUS
Upon that day either prepare to die
For disobedience to your father's will,
Or else to wed Demetrius, as he would;
Relent, sweet Hermia: and, Lysander, yieldLYSANDER
Thy crazed title to my certain right.
You have her father's love, Demetrius;EGEUS
Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him.
Scornful Lysander! true, he hath my love,LYSANDER
And what is mine my love shall render him.
And she is mine, and all my right of her
I do estate unto Demetrius.
I am, my lord, as well derived as he,THESEUS
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 beloved 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.
I must confess that I have heard so much,EGEUS
And with Demetrius thought to have spoke thereof;
… 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 up--
With duty and desire we follow you.LYSANDER
Exeunt all but LYSANDER and HERMIA
How now, my love! why is your cheek so pale?HERMIA
How chance the roses there do fade so fast?
Belike for want of rain, which I could wellLYSANDER
Beteem them from the tempest of my eyes.
Ay me! for aught that I could ever read,HERMIA
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth;
… hear me, Hermia.
I have a widow aunt, a dowager
From Athens is her house remote seven leagues;
And she respects me as her only son.
There, gentle Hermia, may I marry thee;
And to that place the sharp Athenian law
Cannot pursue us. If thou lovest me then,
Steal forth thy father's house to-morrow night;
And in the wood, a league without the town,
Where I did meet thee once with Helena,
To do observance to a morn of May,
There will I stay for thee.
My good Lysander!LYSANDER
I swear to thee, by Cupid's strongest bow,
By his best arrow with the golden head,
By all the vows that ever men have broke,
In number more than ever women spoke,
In that same place thou hast appointed me,
To-morrow truly will I meet with thee.
Keep promise, love. Look, here comes Helena.HERMIA
Enter HELENA
God speed fair Helena! whither away?HELENA
Call you me fair? that fair again unsay.HERMIA
Demetrius loves your fair: O happy fair!
O, teach me how you look, and with what art
You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart.
I frown upon him, yet he loves me still.HELENA
O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill!HERMIA
I give him curses, yet he gives me love.HELENA
O that my prayers could such affection move!HERMIA
Take comfort: he no more shall see my face;LYSANDER
Lysander and myself will fly this place.
Helen, to you our minds we will unfold:HERMIA
To-morrow night, when Phoebe doth behold
Her silver visage in the watery glass,
Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass,
A time that lovers' flights doth still conceal,
Through Athens' gates have we devised to steal.
And in the wood, where often you and ILYSANDER
Upon faint primrose-beds were wont to lie,
Emptying our bosoms of their counsel sweet,
There my Lysander and myself shall meet;
And thence from Athens turn away our eyes,
To seek new friends and stranger companies.
Farewell, sweet playfellow: pray thou for us;
And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius!
Keep word, Lysander: we must starve our sight
From lovers' food till morrow deep midnight.
I will, my Hermia.HELENA
Exit HERMIA
Helena, adieu:
As you on him, Demetrius dote on you!
Exit
How happy some o'er other some can be!
Through Athens I am thought as fair as she.
But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so;
He will not know what all but he do know:
For ere Demetrius look'd on Hermia's eyne,
He hail'd down oaths that he was only mine;
And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,
So he dissolved, and showers of oaths did melt.
I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight:
Then to the wood will he to-morrow night
Pursue her; and for this intelligence
If I have thanks, it is a dear expense:
But herein mean I to enrich my pain,
To have his sight thither and back again.
Exit
Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELINGQUINCE
Is all our company here?BOTTOM
You were best to call them generally, man by man,QUINCE
according to the scrip.
Here is the scroll of every man's name, which isBOTTOM
thought fit, through all Athens, to play in our
interlude before the duke and the duchess, on his
wedding-day at night.
First, good Peter Quince, say what the play treatsQUINCE
on, then read the names of the actors, and so grow
to a point.
Marry, our play is, The most lamentable comedy, andBOTTOM
most cruel death of Pyramus and Thisby.
A very good piece of work, I assure you, and aQUINCE
merry. Now, good Peter Quince, call forth your
actors by the scroll. …
Answer as I call you. Nick Bottom, the weaver.BOTTOM
Ready. Name what part I am for, and proceed.QUINCE
You, Nick Bottom, are set down for Pyramus.BOTTOM
What is Pyramus? a lover, or a tyrant?QUINCE
A lover, that kills himself most gallant for love.BOTTOM
That will ask some tears in the true performing ofQUINCE
it: …
… I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to
tear a cat in, to make all split.
The raging rocks
And shivering shocks
Shall break the locks
Of prison gates;
And Phibbus' car
Shall shine from far
And make and mar
The foolish Fates.
This was lofty! Now name the rest of the players.
Francis Flute, the bellows-mender.FLUTE
Here, Peter Quince.QUINCE
Flute, you must take Thisby on you.FLUTE
What is Thisby? a wandering knight?QUINCE
It is the lady that Pyramus must love.FLUTE
Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I have a beard coming.QUINCE
That's all one: you shall play it in a mask, andBOTTOM
you may speak as small as you will.
An I may hide my face, let me play Thisby too, I'llQUINCE
speak in a monstrous little voice. 'Thisne,
Thisne;' 'Ah, Pyramus, lover dear! thy Thisby dear,
and lady dear!'
No, no; you must play Pyramus: and, Flute, you Thisby.BOTTOM
Well, proceed.QUINCE
Robin Starveling, the tailor.STARVELING
Here, Peter Quince.QUINCE
Robin Starveling, you must play Thisby's mother.SNOUT
Tom Snout, the tinker.
Here, Peter Quince.QUINCE
You, Pyramus' father: myself, Thisby's father:SNUG
Snug, the joiner; you, the lion's part: and, I
hope, here is a play fitted.
Have you the lion's part written? pray you, if itQUINCE
be, give it me, for I am slow of study.
You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring.BOTTOM
Let me play the lion too: I will roar, …QUINCE
that I will make the duke say 'Let him roar again,
let him roar again.'
An you should do it too terribly, you would frightALL
the duchess and the ladies, …
and that were enough to hang us all.
That would hang us, every mother's son.QUINCE
You can play no part but Pyramus; for Pyramus is aBOTTOM
sweet-faced man; a proper man, as one shall see in a
summer's day…
Well, I will undertake it. …QUINCE
… masters, hereBOTTOM
are your parts: …
… con them by to-morrow night;
and meet me in the palace wood, a mile without the
town, by moonlight; there will we rehearse
We will meet; and there we may rehearse most
obscenely and courageously. Take pains; be perfect: adieu.
Enter, from opposite sides, a Fairy, and PUCKPUCK
How now, spirit! whither wander you?Fairy
Over hill, over dale,PUCK
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire,
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the fairy queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green.
Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone:
Our queen and all our elves come here anon.
The king doth keep his revels here to-night:Fairy
Take heed the queen come not within his sight;
For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,
Because that she as her attendant hath
A lovely boy, stolen from an Indian king;
She never had so sweet a changeling;
And jealous Oberon would have the child
Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild;
But she perforce withholds the loved boy,
Crowns him with flowers and makes him all her joy:
And now they never meet in grove or green,
By fountain clear, or spangled starlight sheen,
But, they do square, that all their elves for fear
Creep into acorn-cups and hide them there.
Either I mistake your shape and making quite,PUCK
Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite
Call'd Robin Goodfellow: are not you he
That frights the maidens of the villagery;
Those that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck,
You do their work, and they shall have good luck:
Are not you he?
Thou speak'st aright;Fairy
I am that merry wanderer of the night.
I jest to Oberon and make him smile
When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile,
Neighing in likeness of a filly foal:
And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl,
In very likeness of a roasted crab,
And when she drinks, against her lips I bob
And on her wither'd dewlap pour the ale.
The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale,
Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me;
Then slip I from her bum, down topples she,
And 'tailor' cries, and falls into a cough;
And then the whole quire hold their hips and laugh,
And waxen in their mirth and neeze and swear
A merrier hour was never wasted there.
But, room, fairy! here comes Oberon.
And here my mistress. Would that he were gone!OBERON
Enter, from one side, OBERON, with his train; from the other, TITANIA, with hers
Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania.TITANIA
What, jealous Oberon! Fairies, skip hence:OBERON
I have forsworn his bed and company.
Tarry, rash wanton: am not I thy lord?TITANIA
Then I must be thy lady: …OBERON
… Why art thou here,
Come from the farthest Steppe of India?
But that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon,
Your buskin'd mistress and your warrior love,
To Theseus must be wedded, and you come
To give their bed joy and prosperity.
How canst thou thus for shame, Titania,TITANIA
Glance at my credit with Hippolyta,
Knowing I know thy love to Theseus?
Didst thou not lead him through the glimmering night
From Perigenia, whom he ravished?
And make him with fair AEgle break his faith,
With Ariadne and Antiopa?
These are the forgeries of jealousy:OBERON
And never, since the middle summer's spring,
Met we on hill, in dale, forest or mead,
By paved fountain or by rushy brook,
Or in the beached margent of the sea,
To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind,
But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.
Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain,
As in revenge, have suck'd up from the sea
Contagious fogs; which falling in the land
Have every pelting river made so proud
That they have overborne their continents:
The fold stands empty in the drowned field,
And crows are fatted with the murrion flock;
The nine men's morris is fill'd up with mud,
The human mortals want their winter here;
No night is now with hymn or carol blest:
Therefore the moon, the governess of floods,
Pale in her anger, washes all the air,
That rheumatic diseases do abound:
And thorough this distemperature we see
The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts
Far in the fresh lap of the crimson rose,
And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown
An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds
Is, as in mockery, set: the spring, the summer,
The childing autumn, angry winter, change
Their wonted liveries, and the mazed world,
By their increase, now knows not which is which:
And this same progeny of evils comes
From our debate, from our dissension;
We are their parents and original.
Do you amend it then; it lies in you:TITANIA
Why should Titania cross her Oberon?
I do but beg a little changeling boy,
To be my henchman.
Set your heart at rest:OBERON
The fairy land buys not the child of me.
His mother was a votaress of my order:
And, in the spiced Indian air, by night,
Full often hath she gossip'd by my side,
And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands,
Marking the embarked traders on the flood,
When we have laugh'd to see the sails conceive
And grow big-bellied with the wanton wind;
Which she, with pretty and with swimming gait
Following,--her womb then rich with my young squire,--
Would imitate, and sail upon the land,
To fetch me trifles, and return again,
As from a voyage, rich with merchandise.
But she, being mortal, of that boy did die;
And for her sake do I rear up her boy,
And for her sake I will not part with him.
How long within this wood intend you stay?TITANIA
Perchance till after Theseus' wedding-day.OBERON
If you will patiently dance in our round
And see our moonlight revels, go with us;
If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts.
Give me that boy, and I will go with thee.TITANIA
Not for thy fairy kingdom. Fairies, away!OBERON
We shall chide downright, if I longer stay.
Exit TITANIA with her train
Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from this grovePUCK
Till I torment thee for this injury.
My gentle Puck, come hither. Thou rememberest
Since once I sat upon a promontory,
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 certain stars shot madly from their spheres,
To hear the sea-maid's music.
I remember.OBERON
That very time I saw, but thou couldst not,PUCK
Flying between the cold moon and the earth,
Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took
At a fair vestal throned by the west,
And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow,
As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts;
But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft
Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon,
And the imperial votaress passed on,
In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell:
It fell upon a little western flower,
Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound,
And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Fetch me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once:
The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid
Will make or man or woman madly dote
Upon the next live creature that it sees.
Fetch me this herb; and be thou here again
Ere the leviathan can swim a league.
I'll put a girdle round about the earthOBERON
In forty minutes.
Exit
Having once this juice,DEMETRIUS
I'll watch Titania when she is asleep,
And drop the liquor of it in her eyes.
The next thing then she waking looks upon,
Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull,
On meddling monkey, or on busy ape,
She shall pursue it with the soul of love:
And ere I take this charm from off her sight,
As I can take it with another herb,
I'll make her render up her page to me.
But who comes here? I am invisible;
And I will overhear their conference.
Enter DEMETRIUS, HELENA, following him
I love thee not, therefore pursue me not.HELENA
Where is Lysander and fair Hermia?
Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more.
You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant;DEMETRIUS
But yet you draw not iron, for my heart
Is true as steel: leave you your power to draw,
And I shall have no power to follow you.
Do I entice you? do I speak you fair?HELENA
Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth
Tell you, I do not, nor I cannot love you?
And even for that do I love you the more.DEMETRIUS
I am your spaniel; and, Demetrius,
What worser place can I beg in your love,--
Than to be used as you use your dog?
I will not stay thy questions; let me go:HELENA
Or, if thou follow me, do not believe
But I shall do thee mischief in the wood.
OBERONExit DEMETRIUS
I'll follow thee and make a heaven of hell,
To die upon the hand I love so well.
Exit
Fare thee well, nymph: ere he do leave this grove,PUCK
Thou shalt fly him and he shall seek thy love.
Re-enter PUCK
Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wanderer.
Ay, there it is.OBERON
I pray thee, give it me.PUCK
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;
And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes,
And make her full of hateful fantasies.
Take thou some of it, and seek through this grove:
A sweet Athenian lady is in love
With a disdainful youth: anoint his eyes;
But do it when the next thing he espies
May be the lady: thou shalt know the man
By the Athenian garments he hath on.
Effect it with some care, that he may prove
More fond on her than she upon her love:
And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow.
Fear not, my lord, your servant shall do so.
Exeunt
Enter TITANIA, with her trainTITANIA
Come, now a roundel and a fairy song;Fairy
… Sing me now asleep;
Then to your offices and let me rest.
The Fairies sing
You spotted snakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;
Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong,
Come not near our fairy queen.
Philomel, with melody
Sing in our sweet lullaby;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby:
Never harm,
Nor spell nor charm,
Come our lovely lady nigh;
So, good night, with lullaby.
Weaving spiders, come not here;
Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence!
Beetles black, approach not near;
Worm nor snail, do no offence.
Philomel, with melody, & c.
Hence, away! now all is well:OBERON
One aloof stand sentinel.
Exeunt Fairies. TITANIA sleeps
Enter OBERON and squeezes the flower on TITANIA's eyelids
What thou seest when thou dost wake,LYSANDER
Do it for thy true-love take,
Love and languish for his sake:
Be it ounce, or cat, or bear,
Pard, or boar with bristled hair,
In thy eye that shall appear
When thou wakest, it is thy dear:
Wake when some vile thing is near.
Exit
Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA
Fair love, you faint with wandering in the wood;HERMIA
And to speak troth, I have forgot our way:
We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good,
And tarry for the comfort of the day.
Be it so, Lysander: find you out a bed;LYSANDER
For I upon this bank will rest my head.
One turf shall serve as pillow for us both;HERMIA
One heart, one bed, two bosoms and one troth.
Nay, good Lysander; for my sake, my dear,LYSANDER
Lie further off yet, do not lie so near.
O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence!HERMIA
Love takes the meaning in love's conference.
I mean, that my heart unto yours is knit
So that but one heart we can make of it;
Then by your side no bed-room me deny;
For lying so, Hermia, I do not lie.
Lysander riddles very prettily:LYSANDER
But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy
Lie further off; in human modesty,
So far be distant; and, good night, sweet friend:
Thy love ne'er alter till thy sweet life end!
Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I;HERMIA
And then end life when I end loyalty!
Here is my bed: sleep give thee all his rest!
With half that wish the wisher's eyes be press'd!PUCK
They sleep
Enter PUCK
Through the forest have I gone.HELENA
But Athenian found I none,
On whose eyes I might approve
This flower's force in stirring love.
Night and silence.--Who is here?
Weeds of Athens he doth wear:
This is he, my master said,
Despised the Athenian maid;
And here the maiden, sleeping sound,
On the dank and dirty ground.
Pretty soul! she durst not lie
Near this lack-love, this kill-courtesy.
Churl, upon thy eyes I throw
All the power this charm doth owe.
When thou wakest, let love forbid
Sleep his seat on thy eyelid:
So awake when I am gone;
For I must now to Oberon.
Exit
Enter DEMETRIUS and HELENA, running
Stay, though thou kill me, sweet Demetrius.DEMETRIUS
I charge thee, hence, and do not haunt me thus.HELENA
O, wilt thou darkling leave me? do not so.DEMETRIUS
Stay, on thy peril: I alone will go.HELENA
Exit
O, I am out of breath in this fond chase!LYSANDER
The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.
But who is here? Lysander! on the ground!
Dead? or asleep? I see no blood, no wound.
Lysander if you live, good sir, awake.
[Awaking] And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake.HELENA
Transparent Helena! Nature shows art,
That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart.
Where is Demetrius? O, how fit a word
Is that vile name to perish on my sword!
Do not say so, Lysander; say not soLYSANDER
What though he love your Hermia? Lord, what though?
Yet Hermia still loves you: then be content.
Content with Hermia! No; I do repentHELENA
The tedious minutes I with her have spent.
Not Hermia but Helena I love:
Who will not change a raven for a dove?
Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born?LYSANDER
When at your hands did I deserve this scorn?
Is't not enough, is't not enough, young man,
That I did never, no, nor never can,
Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' eye,
But you must flout my insufficiency?
Exit
She sees not Hermia. Hermia, sleep thou there:HERMIA
And never mayst thou come Lysander near!
And, all my powers, address your love and might
To honour Helen and to be her knight!
Exit
[Awaking] Help me, Lysander, help me! do thy best
To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast!
Ay me, for pity! what a dream was here!
Lysander, look how I do quake with fear:
Methought a serpent eat my heart away,
And you sat smiling at his cruel pray.
Lysander! what, removed? Lysander! lord!
What, out of hearing? gone? no sound, no word?
No? then I well perceive you all not nigh
Either death or you I'll find immediately.
Exit
Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELINGBOTTOM
Are we all met?QUINCE
Pat, pat; and here's a marvellous convenient placeBOTTOM
for our rehearsal. This green plot shall be our
stage, this hawthorn-brake our tiring-house; and we
will do it in action as we will do it before the duke.
Peter Quince,--QUINCE
What sayest thou, bully Bottom?BOTTOM
There are things in this comedy of Pyramus andSNOUT
Thisby that will never please. First, Pyramus must
draw a sword to kill himself; which the ladies
cannot abide. …
By'r lakin, a parlous fear.STARVELING
I believe we must leave the killing out, when all is done.BOTTOM
Write me a prologue; and let the prologue seem toQUINCE
say, we will do no harm with our swords, and that
Pyramus is not killed indeed; and, …
, tell them that I, Pyramus, am not
Pyramus, but Bottom the weaver: …
Well, we will have such a prologue; …SNOUT
Will not the ladies be afeard of the lion?STARVELING
I fear it, I promise you.BOTTOM
Masters, …: toSNOUT
bring in… a lion among ladies, is a
most dreadful thing; …
Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion.BOTTOM
Nay, you must name his name, and half his face mustQUINCE
be seen through the lion's neck: and he himself
must speak through, saying …
… 'If you think I come hither as a lion, it
were pity of my life: no I am no such thing; I am a
man as other men are;' and there indeed let him name
his name, and tell them plainly he is Snug the joiner.
Well it shall be so. But there is two hard things;SNOUT
that is, to bring the moonlight into a chamber; for,
you know, Pyramus and Thisby meet by moonlight.
Doth the moon shine that night we play our play?BOTTOM
A calendar, a calendar! look in the almanac; findQUINCE
out moonshine, find out moonshine.
Yes, it doth shine that night.BOTTOM
Why, then may you leave a casement of the greatQUINCE
chamber window, where we play, open, and the moon
may shine in at the casement.
Ay; or else one must come in with a bush of thornsSNOUT
and a lanthorn, and say he comes to …
present, the person of Moonshine. Then, there is
another thing: we must have a wall in the great
chamber; for Pyramus and Thisby says the story, did
talk through the chink of a wall.
You can never bring in a wall. What say you, Bottom?BOTTOM
Some man or other must present Wall: …QUINCE
… and let him hold his
fingers thus, and through that cranny shall Pyramus
and Thisby whisper.
If that may be, then all is well. Come, sit down,PUCK
every mother's son, and rehearse your parts.
Pyramus, you begin: when you have spoken your
speech, enter into that brake: and so every one
according to his cue.
Enter PUCK behind
What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here,QUINCE
So near the cradle of the fairy queen?
What, a play toward! I'll be an auditor;
An actor too, perhaps, if I see cause.
Speak, Pyramus. Thisby, stand forth.BOTTOM
Thisby, the flowers of odious savours sweet,--QUINCE
Odours, odours.BOTTOM
--odours savours sweet:PUCK
So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisby dear.
But hark, a voice! stay thou but here awhile,
And by and by I will to thee appear.
Exit
A stranger Pyramus than e'er played here.FLUTE
Exit
Must I speak now?QUINCE
Ay, marry, must you; for you must understand he goesFLUTE
but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again.
Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white of hue,QUINCE
Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier,
Most brisky juvenal and eke most lovely Jew,
As true as truest horse that yet would never tire,
I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb.
'Ninus' tomb,' man: why, you must not speak thatFLUTE
yet; that you answer to Pyramus: you speak all your
part at once, cues and all Pyramus enter: your cue
is past; it is, 'never tire.'
O,--As true as truest horse, that yet wouldBOTTOM
never tire.
Re-enter PUCK, and BOTTOM with an ass's head
If I were fair, Thisby, I were only thine.PUCK
I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a round,BOTTOM
Through bog, through bush, through brake, through brier:
Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound,
A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire;
And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar, and burn,
Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every turn.
Exit
Why do they run away? this is a knavery of them toBOTTOM
make me afeard.
Re-enter SNOUT
I see their knavery: this is to make an ass of me;TITANIA
to fright me, …
[but] I will sing, that they shall hear
I am not afraid.
Sings
The ousel cock so black of hue,
With orange-tawny bill,
The throstle with his note so true,
The wren with little quill,--
[Awaking] What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?BOTTOM
[Sings]TITANIA
The finch, the sparrow and the lark,
The plain-song cuckoo gray,
Whose note full many a man doth mark,
And dares not answer nay;--
I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again:BOTTOM
Mine ear is much enamour'd of thy note;
So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape;
And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move me
On the first view to say, to swear, I love thee.
Methinks, mistress, you should have little reasonTITANIA
for that: and yet, to say the truth, reason and
love keep little company together now-a-days; …
Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful.BOTTOM
Not so, neither: but if I had wit enough to get outTITANIA
of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn.
I am a spirit of no common rate;ALL
The summer still doth tend upon my state;
And I do love thee: therefore, go with me;
I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee,
Peaseblossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustardseed!
Enter PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, and MUSTARDSEED
Where shall we go?TITANIA
Be kind and courteous to this gentleman;PEASEBLOSSOM
Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes;
Feed him with apricocks and dewberries,
With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries;
The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees,
And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs
And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes,
To have my love to bed and to arise;
And pluck the wings from Painted butterflies
To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes:
Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies.
Hail, mortal!COBWEB
Hail!MOTH
Hail!MUSTARDSEED
Hail!BOTTOM
I cry your worship's mercy, heartily: I beseech yourCOBWEB
worship's name.
Cobweb.BOTTOM
I shall desire you of more acquaintance, good MasterPEASEBLOSSOM
Cobweb: if I cut my finger, I shall make bold with
you. Your name, honest gentleman?
Peaseblossom.BOTTOM
I pray you, commend me to Mistress Squash, yourMUSTARDSEED
mother, and to Master Peascod, your father. Good
Master Peaseblossom, I shall desire you of more
acquaintance too. Your name, I beseech you, sir?
Mustardseed.BOTTOM
Good Master Mustardseed, I know your patience well:TITANIA
that same cowardly, giant-like ox-beef hath
devoured many a gentleman of your house: …
you your kindred had made my eyes water ere now. [I promise you]
Come, wait upon him; lead him to my bower.
The moon methinks looks with a watery eye;
And when she weeps, weeps every little flower,
Lamenting some enforced chastity.
Tie up my love's tongue bring him silently.
Exeunt
Enter OBERONOBERON
I wonder if Titania be awaked;PUCK
Then, what it was that next came in her eye,
Which she must dote on in extremity.
Enter PUCK
Here comes my messenger.
How now, mad spirit!
What night-rule now about this haunted grove?
My mistress with a monster is in love.OBERON
Near to her close and consecrated bower,
While she was in her dull and sleeping hour,
A crew of patches, rude mechanicals,
That work for bread upon Athenian stalls,
Were met together to rehearse a play
Intended for great Theseus' nuptial-day.
The shallowest thick-skin of that barren sort,
Who Pyramus presented, in their sport
Forsook his scene and enter'd in a brake
When I did him at this advantage take,
An ass's nole I fixed on his head:
Anon his Thisbe must be answered,
And forth my mimic comes. When they him spy,
As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye,
Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort,
Rising and cawing at the gun's report,
Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky,
So, at his sight, away his fellows fly;
I led them on in this distracted fear,
And left sweet Pyramus translated there:
When in that moment, so it came to pass,
Titania waked and straightway loved an ass.
This falls out better than I could devise.PUCK
But hast thou yet latch'd the Athenian's eyes
With the love-juice, as I did bid thee do?
I took him sleeping,--that is finish'd too,--OBERON
And the Athenian woman by his side:
That, when he waked, of force she must be eyed.
Enter HERMIA and DEMETRIUS
Stand close: this is the same Athenian.PUCK
This is the woman, but not this the man.DEMETRIUS
O, why rebuke you him that loves you so?HERMIA
Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe.
If thou hast slain Lysander in his sleep,DEMETRIUS
Being o'er shoes in blood, plunge in the deep,
And kill me too.
The sun was not so true unto the day
As he to me: would he have stolen away
From sleeping Hermia? …
It cannot be but thou hast murder'd him;
So should a murderer look, so dead, so grim.
So should the murder'd look, and so should I,HERMIA
Pierced through the heart with your stern cruelty:
What's this to my Lysander? where is he?DEMETRIUS
Ah, good Demetrius, wilt thou give him me?
I had rather give his carcass to my hounds.HERMIA
… Hast thou slain him, then?DEMETRIUS
Henceforth be never number'd among men!
You spend your passion on a misprised mood:HERMIA
I am not guilty of Lysander's blood;
Nor is he dead, for aught that I can tell.
I pray thee, tell me then that he is well.DEMETRIUS
An if I could, what should I get therefore?HERMIA
A privilege never to see me more.DEMETRIUS
And from thy hated presence part I so:
See me no more, whether he be dead or no.
Exit
There is no following her in this fierce vein:OBERON
Here therefore for a while I will remain.
So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow
For debt that bankrupt sleep doth sorrow owe:
Lies down and sleeps
What hast thou done? thou hast mistaken quitePUCK
And laid the love-juice on some true-love's sight:
About the wood go swifter than the wind,
And Helena of Athens look thou find:
By some illusion see thou bring her here:
I'll charm his eyes against she do appear.
I go, I go; look how I go,OBERON
Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow.
Exit
Flower of this purple dye,PUCK
Hit with Cupid's archery,
Sink in apple of his eye.
When his love he doth espy,
Let her shine as gloriously
As the Venus of the sky.
When thou wakest, if she be by,
Beg of her for remedy.
Re-enter PUCK
Captain of our fairy band,OBERON
Helena is here at hand;
And the youth, mistook by me,
Pleading for a lover's fee.
Shall we their fond pageant see?
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
Stand aside: the noise they makeLYSANDER
Will cause Demetrius to awake.
Why should you think that I should woo in scorn?HELENA
Scorn and derision never come in tears:
Look, when I vow, I weep; and vows so born,
In their nativity all truth appears.
How can these things in me seem scorn to you,
Bearing the badge of faith, to prove them true?
You do advance your cunning more and more.LYSANDER
When truth kills truth, O devilish-holy fray!
These vows are Hermia's: will you give her o'er?
Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh:
Your vows to her and me, put in two scales,
Will even weigh, and both as light as tales.
I had no judgment when to her I swore.HELENA
Nor none, in my mind, now you give her o'er.LYSANDER
Demetrius loves her, and he loves not you.DEMETRIUS
[Awaking] O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!HELENA
To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?
Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show
Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!
O spite! O hell! I see you all are bentLYSANDER
To set against me for your merriment:
Can you not hate me, as I know you do,
But you must join in souls to mock me too?
You both are rivals, and love Hermia;
And now both rivals, to mock Helena:
You are unkind, Demetrius; be not so;HELENA
For you love Hermia; this you know I know:
And here, with all good will, with all my heart,
In Hermia's love I yield you up my part;
And yours of Helena to me bequeath,
Whom I do love and will do till my death.
Never did mockers waste more idle breath.DEMETRIUS
Lysander, keep thy Hermia; I will none:LYSANDER
If e'er I loved her, all that love is gone.
My heart to her but as guest-wise sojourn'd,
And now to Helen is it home return'd,
There to remain.
Helen, it is not so.HERMIA
Thou art not by mine eye, Lysander, found;LYSANDER
Mine ear, I thank it, brought me to thy sound
But why unkindly didst thou leave me so?
Why should he stay, whom love doth press to go?HERMIA
What love could press Lysander from my side?LYSANDER
Lysander's love, that would not let him bide,HERMIA
Fair Helena, who more engilds the night
Than all you fiery oes and eyes of light.
Why seek'st thou me? could not this make thee know,
The hate I bear thee made me leave thee so?
You speak not as you think: it cannot be.HELENA
Lo, she is one of this confederacy!HERMIA
Now I perceive they have conjoin'd all three
To fashion this false sport, in spite of me.
Injurious Hermia! most ungrateful maid!
Have you conspired, have you with these contrived
To bait me with this foul derision?
Is all the counsel that we two have shared,
The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent,
When we have chid the hasty-footed time
For parting us,--O, is it all forgot?
All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence?
And will you rent our ancient love asunder,
To join with men in scorning your poor friend?
I am amazed at your passionate words.HELENA
I scorn you not: it seems that you scorn me.
Ay, do, persever, counterfeit sad looks,LYSANDER
Make mouths upon me when I turn my back;
Wink each at other; hold the sweet jest up:
But fare ye well: 'tis partly my own fault;
Which death or absence soon shall remedy.
Stay, gentle Helena; hear my excuse:HELENA
My love, my life my soul, fair Helena!
O excellent!HERMIA
Sweet, do not scorn her so.DEMETRIUS
If she cannot entreat, I can compel.LYSANDER
Thou canst compel no more than she entreat:DEMETRIUS
Thy threats have no more strength than her weak prayers.
Helen, I love thee; by my life, I do:
I swear by that which I will lose for thee,
To prove him false that says I love thee not.
I say I love thee more than he can do.LYSANDER
If thou say so, withdraw, and prove it too.DEMETRIUS
Quick, come!HERMIA
Lysander, whereto tends all this?LYSANDER
Away, …!DEMETRIUS
No, no; …HERMIA
Why are you grown so rude? what change is this?LYSANDER
Sweet love,--
Am not I Hermia? are not you Lysander?
I am as fair now as I was erewhile.
Since night you loved me; yet since night you left
me:
Why, then you left me--O, the gods forbid!--
In earnest, shall I say?
Ay, by my life;HERMIA
Be certain, nothing truer; 'tis no jest
That I do hate thee and love Helena.
You thief of love! what, have you come by nightHELENA
And stolen my love's heart from him?
… What, will you tearHERMIA
Impatient answers from my gentle tongue?
Fie, fie! you counterfeit, you puppet, you!
Puppet? why so? ay, that way goes the game.HELENA
Now I perceive that she hath made compare
Between our statures; she hath urged her height;
And with her personage, her tall personage,
Her height, forsooth, she hath prevail'd with him.
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;
How low am I? I am not yet so low
But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes.
Let her not strike me. You perhaps may think,HERMIA
Because she is something lower than myself,
That I can match her.
Lower! hark, again.HELENA
Good Hermia, do not be so bitter with me.HERMIA
I evermore did love you, Hermia,
Did ever keep your counsels, never wrong'd you;
Save that, in love unto Demetrius,
I told him of your stealth unto this wood.
And now, so you will let me quiet go,
You see how simple and how fond I am.
Why, get you gone: who is't that hinders you?HELENA
A foolish heart, that I leave here behind.HERMIA
What, with Lysander?HELENA
With Demetrius.LYSANDER
Be not afraid; she shall not harm thee, Helena.DEMETRIUS
No, sir, she shall not, though you take her part.HELENA
O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd!HERMIA
She was a vixen when she went to school;
And though she be but little, she is fierce.
'Little' again! nothing but 'low' and 'little'!LYSANDER
Let me come to her.
Get you gone, you dwarf;DEMETRIUS
You minimus, of hindering knot-grass made;
You bead, you acorn.
You are too officiousLYSANDER
In her behalf that scorns your services.
Let her alone: speak not of Helena;
Take not her part; for, if thou dost intend
Never so little show of love to her,
Thou shalt aby it.
Now she holds me not;DEMETRIUS
Now follow, if thou darest, to try whose right,
Of thine or mine, is most in Helena.
Follow! nay, I'll go with thee, cheek by jole.HERMIA
Exeunt LYSANDER and DEMETRIUS
You, mistress, all this coil is 'long of you:HELENA
Nay, go not back.
I will not trust you, I,HERMIA
Nor longer stay in your curst company.
Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray,
My legs are longer though, to run away.
Exit
I am amazed, and know not what to say.OBERON
Exit
This is thy negligence: still thou mistakest,PUCK
Or else committ'st thy knaveries wilfully.
Believe me, king of shadows, I mistook.OBERON
Did not you tell me I should know the man
By the Athenian garment be had on?
And so far blameless proves my enterprise,
That I have 'nointed an Athenian's eyes;
Thou see'st these lovers seek a place to fight:PUCK
Hie therefore, Robin, overcast the night;
And lead these testy rivals so astray
As one come not within another's way.
Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue,
Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong;
And sometime rail thou like Demetrius;
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:
Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye;
Whose liquor hath this virtuous property,
To take from thence all error with his might,
And make his eyeballs roll with wonted sight.
When they next wake, all this derision
Shall seem a dream and fruitless vision,
And back to Athens shall the lovers wend,
With league whose date till death shall never end.
Whiles I in this affair do thee employ,
I'll to my queen and beg her Indian boy;
And then I will her charmed eye release
From monster's view, and all things shall be peace.
Up and down, up and down,LYSANDER
I will lead them up and down:
I am fear'd in field and town:
Goblin, lead them up and down.
Here comes one.
Re-enter LYSANDER
Where art thou, proud Demetrius? speak thou now.PUCK
Here, villain; drawn and ready. Where art thou?LYSANDER
I will be with thee straight.PUCK
Follow me, then,DEMETRIUS
To plainer ground.
Exit LYSANDER, as following the voice
Re-enter DEMETRIUS
Lysander! speak again:PUCK
Thou runaway, thou coward, art thou fled?
Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide thy head?
Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars,DEMETRIUS
Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars,
Yea, art thou there?PUCK
Follow my voice: we'll try no manhood here.LYSANDER
Exeunt
Re-enter LYSANDER
He goes before me and still dares me on:PUCK
When I come where he calls, then he is gone.
The villain is much lighter-heel'd than I:
I follow'd fast, but faster he did fly;
That fallen am I in dark uneven way,
And here will rest me.
Lies down
Come, thou gentle day!
For if but once thou show me thy grey light,
I'll find Demetrius and revenge this spite.
Sleeps
Re-enter PUCK and DEMETRIUS
Ho, ho, ho! Coward, why comest thou not?DEMETRIUS
Abide me, if thou darest; for well I wotPUCK
Thou runn'st before me, shifting every place,
And darest not stand, nor look me in the face.
Where art thou now?
Come hither: I am here.DEMETRIUS
If ever I thy face by daylight see:HELENA
Now, go thy way. Faintness constraineth me
To measure out my length on this cold bed.
By day's approach look to be visited.
Lies down and sleeps
Re-enter HELENA
O weary night, O long and tedious night,PUCK
Abate thy hour! Shine comforts from the east,
That I may back to Athens by daylight,
From these that my poor company detest:
And sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye,
Steal me awhile from mine own company.
Lies down and sleeps
Yet but three? Come one more;HERMIA
Two of both kinds make up four.
Here she comes, curst and sad:
Cupid is a knavish lad,
Thus to make poor females mad.
Re-enter HERMIA
Never so weary, never so in woe,PUCK
Bedabbled with the dew and torn with briers,
I can no further crawl, no further go;
My legs can keep no pace with my desires.
Here will I rest me till the break of day.
Heavens shield Lysander, if they mean a fray!
Lies down and sleeps
On the ground
Sleep sound:
I'll apply
To your eye,
Gentle lover, remedy.
Squeezing the juice on LYSANDER's eyes
When thou wakest,
Thou takest
True delight
In the sight
Of thy former lady's eye:
And the country proverb known,
That every man should take his own,
In your waking shall be shown:
Jack shall have Jill;
Nought shall go ill;
The man shall have his mare again, and all shall be well.
Exit
lying asleep.TITANIA
Enter TITANIA and BOTTOM; PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, MUSTARDSEED, and other Fairies attending; OBERON behind unseen
Come, sit thee down upon this flowery bed,BOTTOM
While I thy amiable cheeks do coy,
And stick musk-roses in thy sleek smooth head,
And kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy.
Where's Peaseblossom?PEASEBLOSSOM
Ready.BOTTOM
Scratch my head Peaseblossom. Where's Mounsieur Cobweb?COBWEB
Ready.BOTTOM
Mounsieur Cobweb, good mounsieur, get you yourMUSTARDSEED
weapons in your hand, and kill me a red-hipped
humble-bee on the top of a thistle; and, good
mounsieur, bring me the honey-bag. …
… Where's Mounsieur Mustardseed?
Ready.BOTTOM
What's your Will?
Nothing, good mounsieur, but to help Cavalery CobwebTITANIA
to scratch. I must to the barber's, monsieur; for
methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face; …
Or say, sweet love, what thou desirest to eat.BOTTOM
… I could munch your goodTITANIA
dry oats. …
Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms.OBERON
Fairies, begone, and be all ways away.
Exeunt fairies
So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle
Gently entwist; the female ivy so
Enrings the barky fingers of the elm.
O, how I love thee! how I dote on thee!
They sleep
Enter PUCK
[Advancing] Welcome, good Robin.TITANIA
See'st thou this sweet sight?
Her dotage now I do begin to pity:
For, meeting her of late behind the wood,
Seeking sweet favours from this hateful fool,
I did upbraid her and fall out with her;
When I had at my pleasure taunted her
And she in mild terms begg'd my patience,
I then did ask of her her changeling child;
Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent
To bear him to my bower in fairy land.
And now I have the boy, I will undo
This hateful imperfection of her eyes:
And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp
From off the head of this Athenian swain;
That, he awaking when the other do,
May all to Athens back again repair
And think no more of this night's accidents
But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
But first I will release the fairy queen.
Be as thou wast wont to be;
See as thou wast wont to see:
Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower
Hath such force and blessed power.
Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen.
My Oberon! what visions have I seen!OBERON
Methought I was enamour'd of an ass.
There lies your love.TITANIA
How came these things to pass?OBERON
O, how mine eyes do loathe his visage now!
Silence awhile. Robin, take off this head.TITANIA
Titania, music call; and strike more dead
Than common sleep of all these five the sense.
Music, ho! music, such as charmeth sleep!PUCK
Music, still
Now, when thou wakest, with thineOBERON
own fool's eyes peep.
Sound, music! Come, my queen, take hands with me,PUCK
And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.
Now thou and I are new in amity,
And will to-morrow midnight solemnly
Dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly,
And bless it to all fair prosperity:
There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be
Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity.
Fairy king, attend, and mark:TITANIA
I do hear the morning lark.
Come, my lord, and in our flightTHESEUS
Tell me how it came this night
That I sleeping here was found
With these mortals on the ground.
Exeunt
Horns winded within
Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train
We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top,HIPPOLYTA
And mark the musical confusion
Of hounds and echo in conjunction.
I was with Hercules and Cadmus once,THESEUS
When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear
With hounds of Sparta: …
… I never heard
So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind,EGEUS
Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells,
Each under each. A cry more tuneable
Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn,
Judge when you hear. But, soft! what nymphs are these?
My lord, this is my daughter here asleep;THESEUS
And this, Lysander; this Demetrius is;
This Helena, old Nedar's Helena:
I wonder of their being here together.
No doubt they rose up early to observeEGEUS
The rite of May, and hearing our intent,
Came here in grace our solemnity.
But speak, Egeus; is not this the day
That Hermia should give answer of her choice?
It is, my lord.THESEUS
Go, bid the huntsmen wake them with their horns.LYSANDER
Horns and shout within. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA wake and start up
Good morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is past:
Begin these wood-birds but to couple now?
Pardon, my lord.THESEUS
I pray you all, stand up.LYSANDER
I know you two are rival enemies:
How comes this gentle concord in the world,
That hatred is so far from jealousy,
To sleep by hate, and fear no enmity?
My lord, I shall reply amazedly,EGEUS
Half sleep, half waking: but as yet, I swear,
I cannot truly say how I came here;
But, as I think,--for truly would I speak,
I came with Hermia hither: our intent
Was to be gone from Athens, where we might,
Without the peril of the Athenian law.
Enough, enough, my lord; you have enough:DEMETRIUS
I beg the law, the law, upon his head.
They would have stolen away; they would, Demetrius,
Thereby to have defeated you and me,
You of your wife and me of my consent,
Of my consent that she should be your wife.
My lord, fair Helen told me of their stealth,THESEUS
Of this their purpose hither to this wood;
And I in fury hither follow'd them,
Fair Helena in fancy following me.
But, my good lord, I wot not by what power,--
But by some power it is,--my love to Hermia,
Melted as the snow …
And all the faith, the virtue of my heart,
The object and the pleasure of mine eye,
Is only Helena.…
Fair lovers, you are fortunately met:DEMETRIUS
Of this discourse we more will hear anon.
Egeus, I will overbear your will;
For in the temple by and by with us
These couples shall eternally be knit:
Away with us to Athens; three and three,
We'll hold a feast in great solemnity.
Come, Hippolyta.
Exeunt THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train
These things seem small and undistinguishable,HERMIA
Methinks I see these things with parted eye,HELENA
When every thing seems double.
And I have found Demetrius like a jewel,DEMETRIUS
Mine own, and not mine own.
Are you sureHERMIA
That we are awake? It seems to me
That yet we sleep, we dream. Do not you think
The duke was here, and bid us follow him?
Yea; and my father.HELENA
And Hippolyta.LYSANDER
And he did bid us follow to the temple.DEMETRIUS
Why, then, we are awake: let's follow himBOTTOM
And by the way let us recount our dreams.
Exeunt
[Awaking] When my cue comes, call me, and I will
answer: … Heigh-ho!
Peter Quince! Flute, the bellows-mender! Snout,
the tinker! Starveling! God's my life, stolen
hence, and left me asleep! I have had a most rare
vision. … past the wit of man to
say what dream it was: man is but an ass, if he go
about to expound this dream. … The eye
of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not
seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue
to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream
was. I will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of
this dream: it shall be called Bottom's Dream,
because it hath no bottom
Exit
Enter QUINCE, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELINGQUINCE
Have you sent to Bottom's house ? is he come home yet?STARVELING
He cannot be heard of. Out of doubt he isFLUTE
transported.
If he come not, then the play is marred: it goesQUINCE
not forward, doth it?
It is not possible: you have not a man in allFLUTE
Athens able to discharge Pyramus but he.
No, he hath simply the best wit of any handicraftQUINCE
man in Athens.
Yea and the best person too; and he is a veryFLUTE
paramour for a sweet voice.
You must say 'paragon:' a paramour is, God bless us,SNUG
a thing of naught.
Enter SNUG
Masters, the duke is coming from the temple, andFLUTE
there is two or three lords and ladies more married:
if our sport had gone forward, we had all been made
men.
O sweet bully Bottom! Thus hath he lost sixpence aBOTTOM
day during his life; he could not have 'scaped
sixpence a day: an the duke had not given him
sixpence a day for playing Pyramus, I'll be hanged;
Enter BOTTOM
Where are these lads? where are these hearts?QUINCE
Bottom! O most courageous day! O most happy hour!BOTTOM
Masters, I am to discourse wonders: but ask me notQUINCE
what; for if I tell you, I am no true Athenian.
Let us hear, sweet Bottom.BOTTOM
Not a word of me. All that I will tell you is, that
the duke hath dined. Get your apparel together,
… meet presently at the palace; every man look
o'er his part; for the short and the long is, our
play is preferred. In any case, let Thisby have
clean linen; and let not him that plays the lion
pair his nails, for they shall hang out for the
lion's claws. And, most dear actors, eat no onions
nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath; and I
do not doubt but to hear them say, it is a sweet
comedy. No more words: away! …
Exeunt
Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, Lords and AttendantsHIPPOLYTA
'Tis strange my Theseus, that theseTHESEUS
lovers speak of.
More strange than true: I never may believeHIPPOLYTA
These antique fables, nor these fairy toys.
Such tricks hath strong imagination,
That if it would but apprehend some joy,
It comprehends some bringer of that joy;
Or in the night, imagining some fear,
How easy is a bush supposed a bear!
But all the story of the night told over,THESEUS
And all their minds transfigured so together,
More witnesseth than fancy's images
And grows to something of great constancy;
Here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth.LYSANDER
Enter LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HERMIA, and HELENA
Joy, gentle friends! joy and fresh days of love
Accompany your hearts!
More than to usTHESEUS
Wait in your royal walks, your board, your bed!
Come now; what masques, what dances shall we have,PHILOSTRATE
To wear away this long age of three hours
Between our after-supper and bed-time?
Call Philostrate.
Here, mighty Theseus.THESEUS
Say, what abridgement have you for this evening?PHILOSTRATE
What masque? what music? …
There is a brief how many sports are ripe:THESEUS
Make choice of which your highness will see first.
Giving a paper
[Reads] 'The battle with the Centaurs, to be sungPHILOSTRATE
By an Athenian eunuch to the harp.'
We'll none of that: …,
Reads
'The riot of the tipsy Bacchanals,
Tearing the Thracian singer in their rage.'
That is an old device …
Reads
'The thrice three Muses mourning for the death
Of Learning, late deceased in beggary.'
That is some satire, keen and critical,
Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony.
Reads
'A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus
And his love Thisbe; very tragical mirth.'
Merry and tragical! tedious and brief!
How shall we find the concord of this discord?
A play there is, my lord, some ten words long,THESEUS
Which is as brief as I have known a play;
But by ten words, my lord, it is too long,
Which makes it tedious; for in all the play
There is not one word apt, one player fitted:
What are they that do play it?PHILOSTRATE
Hard-handed men that work in Athens here,THESEUS
Which never labour'd in their minds till now,
And we will hear it.PHILOSTRATE
No, my noble lord;THESEUS
It is not for you: I have heard it over,
And it is nothing, nothing in the world;
I will hear that play;PHILOSTRATE
Go, bring them in: and take your places, ladies.
Exit PHILOSTRATE
So please your grace, the Prologue is address'd.THESEUS
PrologueFlourish of trumpets
Enter QUINCE for the Prologue
If we offend, it is with our good will.THESEUS
That you should think, we come not to offend,
But with good will. To show our simple skill,
That is the true beginning of our end.
Consider then we come but in despite.
We do not come as minding to contest you,
Our true intent is. All for your delight
We are not here. That you should here repent you,
The actors are at hand and by their show
You shall know all that you are like to know.
His speech, was like a tangled chain; nothingPrologue
impaired, but all disordered. Who is next?
Enter Pyramus and Thisbe, Wall, Moonshine, and Lion
Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show;Wall
But wonder on, till truth make all things plain.
This man is Pyramus, if you would know;
This beauteous lady Thisby is certain.
This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present
Wall, that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder;
And through Wall's chink, poor souls, they are content
To whisper. At the which let no man wonder.
This man, with lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn,
Presenteth Moonshine; for, if you will know,
By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn
To meet at Ninus' tomb, there, there to woo.
This grisly beast, which Lion hight by name,
The trusty Thisby, coming first by night,
Did scare away, or rather did affright;
And, as she fled, her mantle she did fall,
Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain.
Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth and tall,
And finds his trusty Thisby's mantle slain:
Whereat, with blade, with bloody blameful blade,
He bravely broach'd is boiling bloody breast;
And Thisby, tarrying in mulberry shade,
His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest,
Let Lion, Moonshine, Wall, and lovers twain
At large discourse, while here they do remain.
Exeunt Prologue, Thisbe, Lion, and Moonshine
In this same interlude it doth befallTHESEUS
That I, one Snout by name, present a wall;
And such a wall, as I would have you think,
That had in it a crannied hole or chink,
Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby,
Did whisper often very secretly.
This loam, this rough-cast and this stone doth show
That I am that same wall; the truth is so:
And this the cranny is, right and sinister,
Through which the fearful lovers are to whisper.
Pyramus draws near the wall: silence!Pyramus
O grim-look'd night! O night with hue so black!THESEUS
O night, which ever art when day is not!
O night, O night! alack, alack, alack,
I fear my Thisby's promise is forgot!
And thou, O wall, O sweet, O lovely wall,
That stand'st between her father's ground and mine!
Thou wall, O wall, O sweet and lovely wall,
Show me thy chink, to blink through with mine eyne!
Wall holds up his fingers
Thanks, courteous wall: Jove shield thee well for this!
But what see I? No Thisby do I see.
O wicked wall, through whom I see no bliss!
Cursed be thy stones for thus deceiving me!
The wall, methinks, being sensible, should curse again.Pyramus
No, in truth, sir, he should not. 'Deceiving me'Thisbe
is Thisby's cue: she is to enter now, and I am to
spy her through the wall. You shall see, it will
fall pat as I told you. Yonder she comes.
Enter Thisbe
O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans,Pyramus
For parting my fair Pyramus and me!
My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones,
Thy stones with lime and hair knit up in thee.
I see a voice: now will I to the chink,Thisbe
To spy an I can hear my Thisby's face. Thisby!
My love thou art, my love I think.Pyramus
O kiss me through the hole of this vile wall!Thisbe
I kiss the wall's hole, not your lips at all.Pyramus
Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me straightway?Thisbe
'Tide life, 'tide death, I come without delay.Wall
Exeunt Pyramus and Thisbe
Thus have I, Wall, my part discharged so;HIPPOLYTA
And, being done, thus Wall away doth go.
Exit
This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard.THESEUS
The best in this kind are but shadows; and the worstHIPPOLYTA
are no worse, if imagination amend them.
It must be your imagination then, and not theirs.THESEUS
… HereLion
come two noble beasts in, a man and a lion.
Enter Lion and Moonshine
You, ladies, you, whose gentle hearts do fearTHESEUS
The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor,
May now perchance both quake and tremble here,
When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar.
Then know that I, one Snug the joiner, am
A lion-fell, nor else no lion's dam;
For, if I should as lion come in strife
Into this place, 'twere pity on my life.
A very gentle beast, of a good conscience.Moonshine
This lanthorn doth the horned moon present;--HIPPOLYTA
I am aweary of this moon: would he would change!LYSANDER
Proceed, Moon.Moonshine
All that I have to say, is, to tell you that theDEMETRIUS
lanthorn is the moon; I, the man in the moon; this
thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this dog, my dog.
… here comes Thisbe.Thisbe
Enter Thisbe
This is old Ninny's tomb. Where is my love?Lion
[Roaring] Oh--DEMETRIUS
Thisbe runs off
Well roared, Lion.THESEUS
Well run, Thisbe.HIPPOLYTA
Well shone, Moon. Truly, the moon shines with aTHESEUS
good grace.
The Lion shakes Thisbe's mantle, and exit
Well moused, Lion.LYSANDER
And so the lion vanished.DEMETRIUS
And then came Pyramus.Pyramus
Enter Pyramus
Sweet Moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams;THESEUS
I thank thee, Moon, for shining now so bright;
For, by thy gracious, golden, glittering gleams,
I trust to take of truest Thisby sight.
But stay, O spite!
But mark, poor knight,
What dreadful dole is here!
Eyes, do you see?
How can it be?
O dainty duck! O dear!
Thy mantle good,
What, stain'd with blood!
Approach, ye Furies fell!
O Fates, come, come,
Cut thread and thrum;
Quail, crush, conclude, and quell!
This passion, and the death of a dear friend, wouldHIPPOLYTA
go near to make a man look sad.
Beshrew my heart, but I pity the man.Pyramus
O wherefore, Nature, didst thou lions frame?Thisbe
Since lion vile hath here deflower'd my dear:
Come, tears, confound;
Out, sword, and wound
The pap of Pyramus;
Ay, that left pap,
Where heart doth hop:
Stabs himself
Thus die I, thus, thus, thus.
Now am I dead,
Now am I fled;
My soul is in the sky:
Tongue, lose thy light;
Moon take thy flight:
Exit Moonshine
Now die, die, die, die, die.
Dies
Asleep, my love?THESEUS
What, dead, my dove?
O Pyramus, arise!
Speak, speak. Quite dumb?
Dead, dead? A tomb
Must cover thy sweet eyes.
These My lips,
This cherry nose,
These yellow cowslip cheeks,
Are gone, are gone:
Come, trusty sword;
Come, blade, my breast imbrue:
Stabs herself
And, farewell, friends;
Thus Thisby ends:
Adieu, adieu, adieu.
Dies
Moonshine and Lion are left to bury the dead.DEMETRIUS
Ay, and Wall too.BOTTOM
[Starting up] No assure you; the wall is down thatTHESEUS
parted their fathers. Will it please you to see the
epilogue, or to hear a Bergomask dance between two
of our company?
No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs noOBERON
excuse. Never excuse; for when the players are all
dead, there needs none to be blamed. …
The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve:
Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
I fear we shall out-sleep the coming morn
As much as we this night have overwatch'd.
This palpable-gross play hath well beguiled
The heavy gait of night. Sweet friends, to bed.
A fortnight hold we this solemnity,
In nightly revels and new jollity.
Exeunt
Enter PUCK
Through the house give gathering light,TITANIA
By the dead and drowsy fire:
Every elf and fairy sprite
Hop as light as bird from brier;
And this ditty, after me,
Sing, and dance it trippingly.
First, rehearse your song by roteOBERON
To each word a warbling note:
Hand in hand, with fairy grace,
Will we sing, and bless this place.
Song and dance
Now, until the break of day,PUCK
Through this house each fairy stray.
To the best bride-bed will we,
Which by us shall blessed be;
And the issue there create
Ever shall be fortunate.
So shall all the couples three
Ever true in loving be;
And the blots of Nature's hand
Shall not in their issue stand;
Never mole, hare lip, nor scar,
Nor mark prodigious, such as are
Despised in nativity,
Shall upon their children be.
With this field-dew consecrate,
Every fairy take his gait;
And each several chamber bless,
Through this palace, with sweet peace;
And the owner of it blest
Ever shall in safety rest.
Trip away; make no stay;
Meet me all by break of day.
Exeunt OBERON, TITANIA, and train
If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
if you pardon, we will mend:
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long;
Else the Puck a liar call;
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.