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There sleeps Titania, some time of the Night,
Enter Queen of Fairies, with her Train.
Her. Be it fo, Lysander; find you out a Bed,
Lyf. One Turf Ahall serve as Pillow for us both,
Her. Nay good Lysander, for my Sake, my Dear,
Lys. O take the Sense sweet of my Innocence,
Her. Lysander riddles very prettily;
But gentle Friend, for Love and Curtesie
Lys. Amen, Amen, to that fair Prayer say I,
, 1 alone will go. (Exit Demetrius.
Sword to kill himself, which the Ladies cannot abide. How answer you that?
Snout, Berlaken, a parlous Fear.
Star. I believe we must leave the Killing out, when all is done.
Bot. Not a whit, I have a Device to make all well; write me a Prologue, and let the Prologue seem to say, We will do no harm with our Swords, and that Piramus is not killed indeed ; and for the more better Assurance, tell them, that I Pyramus am not Pyramus, but Bottom the Weaver; this will put tiem out of fear,
Quin. Well, we will have such a Prologue, and it shall be written in Eight and Six.
Bot. No, make it two more; let it be written in Eight and Eight.
$nowt. Will not the Ladies be afeard of the Lion? Star. I fear it, I promise you.
Bot. Masters, you ought to consider with your selves; to bring in, God Thield us, a Lion among Ladies, is a most dreadful Thing; for there is not a more fearful wild Fowl than your Lion living; and we ought to look to it.
Snowt. Therefore another Prologue must tell he is not a Lion.
Bot. Nay, you must name his Name, and half his Face must be feen through the Lion's Neck, and he himself must Spcak through, saying thus, or to the same defect; Ladies, or fair Ladies, I would with you, or I would request you, or I would intreat you, not to fear, not to tremble; my Life for yours; if
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.
Quin. Well, it shall be so; but there is two hard Things, that is, to bring the Moon-light into a Chamber; for you know Pyramus and Thisby meet by Moon-light.
Snug. Doth the Moon shine that Night we play our Play?
Bot. A Calender, a Calender, look in the Almanack; find out Moon-shine, find out Moon-fhine.
Quin. Yes, it loth shine that Night. Bor. Why then may you leave a Casement of the great +
Chamber Window, where we play, open, and the Moon may shine in at the Calement.
Quin. Ay, or else one must come in with a Bush of Thorns and a Lanthorn, and say he comes to disfigure, or 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.
Snug. You can never bring in a Wall. What fay you Bottom?
Bor. Some Man or other must present Wall, and let him have some Plaster, or some Lome, or fome Rough-caft about him, to signify Wall, or let him hold his Fingers thus ; and through the Cranny hall Pyramus and Thisby whisper.
Quin. If that may be, then all is well. Come, sit down every Mother's Son, and rehearse your Parts. Pyramns you begin; when you have spoken your Speech enter into that Brake, and so every one according to his Cue.
Quin. Speak Pyramus; Thisby stand forth.
Pyr. Odours favors sweet,
[Exit Pyr. Puck. A Stranger Pyramus than e'er plaid here. This. Must I speak now?
Quin. Ay marry must you; for you must understand he goes but to see a Noise that he heard, and is to come again.
This. Most radiant Pyramus, most lilly white of Hue,
Quin. Ninus Tomb, Man; why you must not speak that yet; that you answer to Pyramus; you speak all your Part at