A Midnight Summer's Dream

Slajd: 1
Quinces' Room
Have you sent to Bottom’s house? Is he come home yet?
If he come not, then the play is marred: it goes not forward, doth it?
He cannot be heard of. Out of doubt e is transported.
Slajd: 2
Quinces' Room
Where are these lads? Where are these hearts?
Bottom! O most courageous day! O most happy hour!
Slajd: 3
Let us hear, sweet Bottom.
Quinces' Room
Masters, I am to discourse wonders: but ask me not what; for if I tell you, I am no true Athenian. I will tell you every thing, right as it fell out.
Not a word of me. All that I will tell you is, that the duke hath dined. Get your apparel together, good strings to your beards, new ribbons to your pumps; meet presently at the palace; every man look o’er his part; for the sort and the long is, our play is preferred. In any case, let Thisbe 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 or 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! Go, away!

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