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- Demetrius, I’ll avouch it to his head, Made love with Nedar’s daughter, Helena, And won her soul; and she, sweet lady, dotes, Upon this spotted and inconstant man.
- As she is mine, I may dispose of her Which shall be to either this gentleman Or to her death
- What say you Hermia? Be advised, fair maid: Demetrius is a worthy gentleman.
- So is Lysander. I refuse to wed Demetrius.
- Either to die the death, or to abjure For ever the society of men. Take time to pause; and, by the next new moon, - The sealing-day betwixt my love and me,
- My Lord, I shall reply amazedly, Half asleep, half waking; but as yet, I swear, I cannot truly say how I came here;
- I know you two are rival enemies: How comes this gentle concord in the world,
- The End.
- If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have 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.
- Theseus
- Hermia
- Hippolyta
- Lysander
- The course of true love never did run smooth; I have an aunt, a dowager From Athens is her house remote seven leagues; There, Gentle Hermia, may I marry thee;
- Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is wing’d Cupid painted blind: I will go tell him of fair Hermia’s flight: Then to the woods will he to-morrow night
- In the Forest...
- There are forgeries of jealousy: Is, as in mockery, set: the spring, the summer, The childing autumn, angry winter, change
- What, jealous Oberon! Fairies, skip hence: I have forsworn his bed and company.
- How can thou thus for shame, Titania,
- Set your heart at rest: His mother was a votaress of my order: And for her sake I will not part with him.
- I do beg but a little changeling boy,
- My lord, fair Helen told me of their stealth, But by some power it is,- my love to Hermia, melted as the snow, seems to me now the object and the pleasure and mine eye, Is only Helena. To her, my lord,
- I beg the law, the law, upon his head.
- Moonshine and lion are left to bury the dead.
- [Moonlight]
- No epilogue, I pray you;
- Will it please you to see the epilogue?
- Demetrius
- Titania
- Helena
- Oberon
- Fair lovers, you are fortunately meet: Egeus, I will overbear your will; These couples shall be eternally knit:
- are you sure That we are awake? It seems to me
- O grim - look’d night! O night with hue so black! Show me thy chink, to blink through with mine eye!
- The lunatic, the lover and the poet are of imagination all compact: here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth.
- Make choice of which [play] your highness will see first
- And we will hear it.
- A tedious brief scene of young pyramus and his love Thisbe; very tragical mirth
- A play there is, my lord, some ten words long, made mine eyes water; but more merry tears the passion of loud laughter never shed
- [Moonlight]
- What, dead, my love? / Come, blade, my breast imbrue:
- Puck
- Philostrate
- Egeus
- Thisbe/Flute
- If we offend, It is with our good will.
- In this same interlude it doth befall that I, one Snout by name, present a wall
- O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans, / for parting my fair Pyramus and me!
- Tide life, tide death, I come without delay.
- Wilt thou at Ninny’s tomb meet me straight way?
- [Moonlight]
- Rawr
- This is old Ninny’s tomb. Where is my love?
- [Moonlight]
- O dainty duck! O dear! Thy mantle good, what, stain’d with blood! Now die, die, die, die, die.
- Snout/Wall
- Bottom/Pyramus
- Snout/Wall
- Quince/Prologue
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