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THESEUS

       His speech was like a tangled chain; nothing impaired, but all disordered. Who is next?

       [Enter PYRAMUS and THISBE, WALL, MOONSHINE, and LION, as in dumb show.]

       PROLOGUE

       Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show;

       But wonder on, till truth make all things plain.

       This man is Pyramus, if you would know;

       This beauteous lady Thisby is certain.

       This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present

       Wall, that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder;

       And through Wall’s chink, poor souls, they are content

       To whisper, at the which let no man wonder.

       This man, with lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn,

       Presenteth Moonshine: for, if you will know,

       By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn

       To meet at Ninus’ tomb, there, there to woo.

       This grisly beast, which by name Lion hight,

       The trusty Thisby, coming first by night,

       Did scare away, or rather did affright;

       And as she fled, her mantle she did fall;

       Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain:

       Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth, and tall,

       And finds his trusty Thisby’s mantle slain;

       Whereat with blade, with bloody blameful blade,

       He bravely broach’d his boiling bloody breast;

       And Thisby, tarrying in mulberry shade,

       His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest,

       Let Lion, Moonshine, Wall, and lovers twain,

       At large discourse while here they do remain.

       [Exeunt PROLOGUE, THISBE, LION, and MOONSHINE.]

       THESEUS

       I wonder if the lion be to speak.

       DEMETRIUS

       No wonder, my lord: one lion may, when many asses do.

       WALL

       In this same interlude it doth befall

       That I, one Snout by name, present a wall:

       And such a wall as I would have you think

       That had in it a crannied hole or chink,

       Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby,

       Did whisper often very secretly.

       This loam, this rough-cast, and this stone, doth show

       That I am that same wall; the truth is so:

       And this the cranny is, right and sinister,

       Through which the fearful lovers are to whisper.

       THESEUS

       Would you desire lime and hair to speak better?

       DEMETRIUS

       It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard discourse, my lord.

       THESEUS

       Pyramus draws near the wall; silence.

       [Enter PYRAMUS.]

       PYRAMUS

       O grim-look’d night! O night with hue so black!

       O night, which ever art when day is not!

       O night, O night, alack, alack, alack,

       I fear my Thisby’s promise is forgot!—

       And thou, O wall, O sweet, O lovely wall,

       That stand’st between her father’s ground and mine;

       Thou wall, O wall, O sweet and lovely wall,

       Show me thy chink, to blink through with mine eyne.

       [WALL holds up his fingers.]

       Thanks, courteous wall: Jove shield thee well for this!

       But what see what see I? No Thisby do I see.

       O wicked wall, through whom I see no bliss,

       Curs’d be thy stones for thus deceiving me!

       THESEUS

       The wall, methinks, being sensible, should curse again.

       PYRAMUS

       No, in truth, sir, he should not. ‘Deceiving me’ is Thisby’s cue: she is to enter now, and I am to spy her through the wall. You shall see it will fall pat as I told you.—Yonder she comes.

       [Enter THISBE.]

       THISBE

       O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans,

       For parting my fair Pyramus and me:

       My cherry lips have often kiss’d thy stones:

       Thy stones with lime and hair knit up in thee.

       PYRAMUS

       I see a voice; now will I to the chink,

       To spy an I can hear my Thisby’s face.

       Thisby!

       THISBE

       My love! thou art my love, I think.

       PYRAMUS

       Think what thou wilt, I am thy lover’s grace;

       And like Limander am I trusty still.

       THISBE

       And I like Helen, till the fates me kill.

       PYRAMUS

       Not Shafalus to Procrus was so true.

       THISBE

       As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you.

       PYRAMUS

       O, kiss me through the hole of this vile wall

       .

       THISBE

       I kiss the wall’s hole, not your lips at all.

       PYRAMUS

       Wilt thou at Ninny’s tomb meet me straightway?

       THISBE

       ‘Tide life, ‘tide death, I come without delay.

       WALL

       Thus have I, wall, my part discharged so;

       And, being done, thus Wall away doth go.

       [Exeunt WALL, PYRAMUS and THISBE.]

       THESEUS

       Now is the mural down between the two neighbours.

       DEMETRIUS

       No remedy, my lord, when walls are so wilful to hear without warning.

       HIPPOLYTA

       This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard.

       THESEUS

       The best in this kind are but shadows; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.

       HIPPOLYTA

       It must be your imagination then, and not theirs.

       THESEUS

       If we imagine no worse of them than they of themselves, they may pass for excellent men. Here come two noble beasts in, a moon and a lion.

       [Enter LION and MOONSHINE.]

       LION

       You, ladies, you, whose gentle hearts do fear

       The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor,

       May now, perchance, both quake and tremble here,

       When lion rough in wildest

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