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Act III Scene One
Midsummer Night's Dream, Peter Quince's part
| Cue | Line |
|---|---|
| Bottom: Are we all met? | Pat, pat; and here's a marvellous convenient place 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 before the duke. |
| Bottom: Peter Quince,-- | What sayest thou, bully Bottom? |
| Bottom: Not a whit: I have a device to make all well. ... this will put them out of fear. | Well, we will have such a prologue, and it shall be written in eight and six. |
| Bottom: Nay, you must name his name,... and tell them plainly he is Snug the Joiner. | Well it shall be so. But there is too hard things; that is, to bring the moonlight into a chamber; for, you know, Pyramus and Thisby meet by moonlight. |
| Bottom: A calendar, a calendar! look in the almanac; find out moonshine, find out moonshine. | Yes, it doth shine that night. |
| Bottom Why, then may you leave a casement of the great 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 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 |
| continued | says the story, did talk through the chink of a wall. |
| Bottom: Some man or other must present Wall:... and through that cranny shall Pyramus and Thisby whisper. | If that may be, then all is well. Come, sit down, every mother's son, and rehears your parts. Pyramus, you begin: when you have spoken your speech, enter into that brake: and so every one according to his cue... Speak, Pyramus. Thisby, stand forth. |
| Bottom: Thisby, the flowers of odious savours sweet,-- | Odours, odours. |
| Flute: Must I speak now? | Ay, marry, must you; for you must understand he goes but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again. |
| Flute: Most radiant Pyramus,... I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb. | Ninus' tomb, man: why, you must not speak that all yet; that you answer to Pyramus, you speak all your parts at once, cues and all. Pyramus enter: your cue is past, it is 'never tire'. |
| Bottom: If I were fair, Thisby, I were only thine. | O monstrous! O strange! we are haunted. Pray, masters! fly, masters! Help! |
| Bottom: What do you see? you see an asshead of your own, do you? | Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art translated. |