Enter QUINCE the carpenter, and SNUG
the joiner, and BOTTOM the weaver, and
FLUTE the bellows-mender, and SNOUT
the tinker, and STARVELING the tailor.
QUINCE
1 Is all our company here?
BOTTOM
2 You were best to call them generally, man by man,
3 according to the scrip.
QUINCE
4 Here is the scroll of every man's name, which is
5 thought fit, through all Athens, to play in our
6 interlude before the duke and the duchess, on his
7 wedding-day at night.
BOTTOM
8 First, good Peter Quince, say what the play treats
9 on, then read the names of the actors, and so grow
10 to a point.
QUINCE
11 Marry, our play is, "The most lamentable comedy,
12 and most cruel death of Pyramus and Thisby."
BOTTOM
13 A very good piece of work, I assure you, and a
14 merry. Now, good Peter Quince, call forth your
15 actors by the scroll. Masters, spread yourselves.
QUINCE
16 Answer as I call you. Nick Bottom, the
17 weaver.
BOTTOM
18 Ready. Name what part I am for, and
19 proceed.
QUINCE
20 You, Nick Bottom, are set down for
21 Pyramus.
BOTTOM
22 What is Pyramus? a lover, or a tyrant?
QUINCE
23 A lover, that kills himself most gallant
24 for love.
BOTTOM
25 That will ask some tears in the true performing of
26 it: if I do it, let the audience look to their
27 eyes; I will move storms, I will condole in some
28 measure. To the rest yet my chief humor is for a
29 tyrant. I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to
30 tear a cat in, to make all split.
31 "The raging rocks
32 And shivering shocks
33 Shall break the locks
34      Of prison gates;
35 And Phibbus' car
36 Shall shine from far
37 And make and mar
38      The foolish Fates."
39 This was lofty! Now name the rest of the players.
40 This is Ercles' vein, a tyrant's vein; a lover is
41 more condoling.
QUINCE
42 Francis Flute, the bellows-mender.
FLUTE
43 Here, Peter Quince.
QUINCE
44 Flute, you must take Thisby on you.
FLUTE
45 What is Thisby? a wand'ring knight?
QUINCE
46 It is the lady that Pyramus must love.
FLUTE
47 Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I have
48 a beard coming.
QUINCE
49 That's all one: you shall play it in a mask, and
50 you may speak as small as you will.
BOTTOM
51 An I may hide my face, let me play Thisby too, I'll
52 speak in a monstrous little voice. "Thisne,
53 Thisne!" "Ah, Pyramus, lover dear! thy Thisby dear,
54 and lady dear!"
QUINCE
55 No, no; you must play Pyramus: and, Flute, you
56 Thisby.
BOTTOM
57 Well, proceed.
QUINCE
58 Robin Starveling, the tailor.
STARVELING
59 Here, Peter Quince.
QUINCE
60 Robin Starveling, you must play Thisby's mother.
61 Tom Snout, the tinker.
SNOUT
62 Here, Peter Quince.
QUINCE
63 You, Pyramus' father: myself, Thisby's father:
64 Snug, the joiner; you, the lion's part: and, I
65 hope, here is a play fitted.
SNUG
66 Have you the lion's part written? pray you, if it
67 be, give it me, for I am slow of study.
QUINCE
68 You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but
69 roaring.
BOTTOM
70 Let me play the lion too: I will roar, that I will
71 do any man's heart good to hear me; I will roar,
72 that I will make the duke say "Let him roar again,
73 let him roar again."
QUINCE
74 An you should do it too terribly, you would fright
75 the duchess and the ladies, that they would shriek;
76 and that were enough to hang us all.
ALL
77 That would hang us, every mother's son.
BOTTOM
78 I grant you, friends, if that you should fright the
79 ladies out of their wits, they would have no more
80 discretion but to hang us: but I will aggravate my
81 voice so that I will roar you as gently as any
82 sucking dove; I will roar you an 'twere any
83 nightingale.
QUINCE
84 You can play no part but Pyramus; for
85 Pyramus is a sweet-faced man; a proper
86 man as one shall see in a summer's day;
87 a most lovely gentleman-like man: therefore
88 you must needs play Pyramus.
BOTTOM
89 Well, I will undertake it. What beard were I best
90 to play it in?
QUINCE
91 Why, what you will.
BOTTOM
92 I will discharge it in either your straw-color
93 beard, your orange-tawny beard, your purple-in-grain
94 beard, or your French-crown-color beard, your
95 perfect yellow.
QUINCE
96 Some of your French crowns have no hair at all, and
97 then you will play bare-faced. But, masters, here
98 are your parts: and I am to entreat you, request
99 you and desire you, to con them by tomorrow night;
100 and meet me in the palace wood, a mile without the
101 town, by moonlight; there will we rehearse, for if
102 we meet in the city, we shall be dogged with
103 company, and our devices known. In the meantime I
104 will draw a bill of properties, such as our play
105 wants. I pray you, fail me not.
BOTTOM
106 We will meet; and there we may rehearse most
107 obscenely and courageously. Take pains; be perfect:
108 adieu.
QUINCE
109 At the duke's oak we meet.
BOTTOM
110 Enough; hold or cut bow-strings.
Exeunt.
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