What do you see? You see an ass-head of your own,do you?
Bless thee,Bottom,bless thee! Thou art translated!
I see their knavery.This is to make an ass of me,to fright me, if they could,I would walk up and down here,and will sing,that they shall hear.I am not afraid
What angle wakes me from my flow'ry bed?
I pray thee,gentle mortal,sing again. Mine ear is much enamored of thy note,So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape,And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move me.On the first view say,to swear,I love thee.
(sing)The finch,the sparrow,and the lark,The plainsong cuckoo gray... who would set his wit to so foolish a bird? Who would give bird the lie though he cry "cuckoo" never so?