ACT V. Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, Ilip. 'Tis strange, my Theseus, that these lovers speak of. The. More strange than true, I never may believe One sees more devils than vast hell can hold; Which makes it tedious: for in all the play Which never labor'd in their minds till now; No, my noble lord, It is not for you: I have heard it over, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to Extremely stretch'd and conn'd with cruel pain, heaven, And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen A local habitation and a name. Such tricks bath strong imagination; Hip. But all the story of the night told over, Enter LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HERMIA, and The. Here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth,Joy, gentle friends! joy, and fresh days of love, Accompany your hearts! Lys. To wear away this long age of three hours, Philost. Here, mighty Theseus. The. Say what abridgements have you for this evening? What mask? what music? How shall we beguile The lazy time, if not with some delight? Philost. There is a brief, how many sports are ripe; Make choice of which your highness will see first. [Giving a paper. The. [Reads.] The battle with the Centaurs to be sung, By an Athenian eunuch to the harp. The riot of the tipsy Bacchanals, A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus, And his love Thisbe: very tragical mirth. Merry and tragical? Tedious and brief! That is, hot ice, and wonderous strange snow. How shall we find the concord of this discord? Philost. A play there is, my lord, some ten words long; Which is as brief as I have known a play: But by ten words, my lord, it is too long; • Compacted, made. Pastime. • Short account. To do you service, Hip. He says, they can do nothing in this kind. ing. Our sport shall be, to take what they mistake: Noble respect takes it in might, not merit. I read as much, as from the rattling tongue Enter PHILOSTRATE. Philost. So please your grace, the prologue is addrest. The. Let him approach. [Flourish of trumpets. Enter Prologue. Prol. If we offend, it is with our good-will. The actors are at hand; and by their show, The. This fellow doth not stand upon points. Lys. He hath rid his prologue like a rough colt; he knows not the stop. A good moral, my lord: It is not enough to speak, but to speak true. Hip. Indeed he hath played on this prologue, like a child on a recorder; a sound, but not in government. The. 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. Prol. "Gentles, perchance, you wonder at this A musical instrument. "His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest, "Let lion, moonshine, wall, and lovers twain, "At large discourse, while here they do remain." [Ex. Prol., PYR., THISBE, Lion, und Moonshine. The. I wonder if the lion be to speak. Dem. 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 cranny'd 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." The. Would you desire lime and hair to speak better? Dem. It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard discourse, my lord. The. Pyramus draws near the wall: silence! Enter PYRAMUS. Pyr. "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 Wall holds up his fingers. "Thanks, courteous wall: Jove shield thee well for this! eyne. "But what see I? No Thisby do I see. "O wicked wall, through whom I see no bliss; "Curst be thy stones for thus deceiving me!" The. The wall, methinks, being sensible, should curse again. Pur. 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. This." 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." Pyr. "I see a voice: now will I to the chink, "To spy an I can hear my Thisby's face. "Thisby!" This. "My love, thou art my love, I think." Pyr."Think what thou wilt, I am thy lover's grace; "And like Limander am I trusty still." This. "And I like Helen, till the fates me kill." This. "I kiss the wall's hole, not your lips at all." • Called. Pyr. "Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me straightway?" This." Tide life, tide death, I come without delay." Wal!. "Thus have I, wall, my part discharged so; "And, being done, thus wall away doth go." [Exeunt Wall, PYRAMUS, and THISBE. The. Now is the mural down between the two neighbors. Dem. No remedy, my lord, when walls are so wilful to hear without warning. Hip. This is the silliest stuif that ever I heard. The. The best in this kind are but shadows: and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them. Hip. It must be your imagination then, and not theirs. The. 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 rage doth roar. "Then know, that I, one Snug the joiner, am "A lion fell, nor else no lion's dam: "For if I should as lion come in strife "Into this place, 'twere pity on my life." The. A very gentle beast and of a good conscience. Dem. The very best at a beast, my lord, that e'er I saw. Lys. This lion is a very fox for his valor. The. True; and a goose for his discretion. Dem. Not so, my lord: for his valor cannot carry his discretion; and the fox carries the goose. The. His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry his valor; for the goose carries not the fox. It is well: leave it to his discretion, and let us listen to the moon. Moon. "This lantern doth the horned moon present:-" Dem. He should have worn the horns on his head. The. He is no crescent, and his horns are invisible within the circumference. Moon. "This lantern doth the horned moon present; 'Myself the man i'the moon do seem to be." The. This is the greatest error of all the rest: the man should be put into the lantern: How is it else the man i'the moon! Dem. He dares not come there for the candle: for you see, it is already in snuff. Hip. I am aweary of this moon: Would, he would change! The. It appears, by his small light of discretion, that he is in the wane: but yet, in courtesy, in all reason, we must stay the time. Lys. Proceed, moon. Moon. All that I have to say, is, to tell you, that the lantern is the moon: I, the man in the moon; this thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this dog, mny dog. Dem. Why all these should be in the lantern; for they are in the moon. But, silence; here comes Thisbe. "What dreadful dole is here! "O dainty duck! O dear! "Thy mantle good, "What, stain'd with blood? "Approach, ye furies fell! O fates! come, come; "Cut thread and thrum; "Quail, crush, conclude, and quell!" The. This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad. Hip. Beshrew my heart, but I pity the man. Pyr. "0, wherefore, nature, didst thou lions frame? "Since lion vile hath here deflour'd my dear: "Which is no, no-which was the fairest dame, "That liv'd, that lov'd, that lik'd, that look'd "with cheer." "Come, tears, confound; "The pap of Pyramus: "Thus die I, thus, thus, thus. "My soul is in the sky: "Tongue, lose thy light! "Now die, die, die, die, die." [Dies.- Exit Moonshine. Dem. No die, but an ace, for him; for he is but one. Lys. Less than an ace, man; for he is dead; he is nothing. The. With the help of a surgeon, he might yet recover, and prove an ass. Hip. How chance moonshine is before Puck. Now the hungry lion roars, That the graves all gaping wide, By the triple of Hecate's team, Following darkness like a dream, To sweep the dust behind the door. Enter OBERON and TITANIA, with their Train. Obe. Through this house give glimmering light, By the dead and drowsy fire: Every elf, and fairy sprite, Hop as light as bird from brier; And his ditty, after me, The. She will find him by star-light.-Here she Sing, and dance it trippingly. comes; and her passion ends the play. Enter THIS BE. Hip. Methinks, she should not use a long one, for such a Pyramus: I hope she will be brief. Lys. She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes. Dem. And thus she moans, videlicet. This. "Asleep, my love? "O Pyramus, arise, "Speak, speak. Quite dumb? "Must cover thy sweet eyes. "Are gone, are gone: "Come, come, to me, "With shears, his thread of silk. "Tongue, not a word:- "Come, blade, my breast imbrue: "And farewell, friends; "Thus Thisbe ends: "Adieu, adieu, adieu." [Dies. The. Moonshine and lion are left to bury the dead. Dem. Ay, and wall too. Bot. No, I assure you; the wall is down that parted their fathers. Will it please you to see the epilogue, or to hear a Bergomask dance, between two of our company? The. No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs no excuse. Never excuse; for when the players are all dead, there need none to be blamed. Marry, if he that writ it, had play'd Pyramus, and hanged himself in Thisbe's garter, it would have been a fine tragedy: and so it is truly; and very notably discharged. But come, your Bergomask: let your epilogue alone. [Here a dance of Clowns. Countenance. • Coarse yarn Tita. First, rehearse this song by rote: To each word a warbling note, Hand in hand, with fairy grace, Will we sing, and bless this place. SONG, AND DANCE. Obe. Now, until the break of day, And the blots of nature's hand Shall upon their children be.- And each several chamber bless, And the owner of it blest. Trip away; Make no stay; Meet me all by break of day. Exeunt OBERON, TITANIA, and Tram. Puck. If we shadows have offended, So, good night unto you all. Give me your hands if we be friends, And not to be seen to wink of all the day; King. Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives, O, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep; And then grace us in the disgrace of death Therefore, brave conquerors:- for so you are, Biron. I can but say their protestation over, Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep. King. Your oath is pass'd to pass away from these. I only swore, to study with your grace, Biron. Things hid and barr'd, you mean, from King. Ay, that is study's god-like recompense. King. These be the stops that hinder study quite, Biron. Why, all delights are vain; but that most Which with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain. To seek the light of truth; while truth the while Light, seeking light, both light of light beguile Study is like the heaven's glorious sun, That will not be deep-search'd with saucy looks, Small have continual plod lers ever won, King. How well he's read, to reason against reading! Dum. Proceeded well, to stop all good proceeding! Long. He weeds the corn, and still let's grow the weeding. Biron. The spring is near, when green geese are a breeding. Dum. How follows that? Fit in his place and time. Something then in rhyme. Long. Birón is like an envious sneaping frost, That bates the first-born infants of the spring. Biron. Well, say I ain; why should proud summer boast, Dum. In reason nothing. Before the birds have any cause to sing? Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows; And, though I have for barbarism spoke more, And bide the penance of each three years' day. Give me the paper, let me read the same; And to the strict'st decrees I'll write my name. King. How well this yielding rescues thee from shame! Biron. [Reads] Item, That no woman shall come within a mile of my court.And hath this been proclaim'd? Long. Four days ago. Biron. Let's see the penalty. [Reads.-On pain of losing her tongue.Who devis'd this? Long. Marry, that did I. King. Ay, that there is: our court, you know, is haunted With a refined traveller of Spain; A man in all the world's new fashion planted, For interim to our studies, shall relate, Biron. Armado is a most illustrious wight, A man of fire-new words, fashion's own knight. Long. Costard the swain, and he, shall be our sport: And, so to study, three years is but short. Enter DULL, with a letter, and CoSTARD. Dull. Which is the duke's own person? Biron. This, fellow; What would'st? Dull. I myself reprehend his own person, for I am his grace's tharborough:5 but I would see his own person in flesh and blood. Biron. This is he. Dill. Signior Arme-Arme-commends you.There's villany abroad; this letter will tell you more. Cost. Sir, the contempts thereof are as touching me. King. A letter from the magnificent Armado. Biron. How low soever the matter, I hope in God for high words. Long. A high hope for a low having: God grant us patience! Biron. To hear? or forbear hearing? Long. To hear meekly, sir, and to laugh mod. erately; or to forbear both. Biron. Well, sir, be it as the style shall give us cause to climb in the merriness. Cost. The matter is to me, sir, as concerning Jaquenetta. The manner of it is, I was taken with the manner. Biron. In what manner? Cost. In manner and form following, sir; all these three: I was seen with her in the manor Long. To fright them hence with tnat dread pe- house, sitting with her upon the form, and taken nalty. Biron. A dangerous law against gentility. [Reats.] Item, If any man be seen to talk with a woman within the term of three years, he shall endure such public shame as the rest of the court can possibly devise. This article, my liege, yourself must break; For, well you know, here comes in embassy speak, A maid of grace, and complete majesty,About surrender-up of Aquitain To her decrepit, sick, and bed-rid father; Therefore this article is made in vain, Or vainly comes the admired princess hither. King. What say you, lords? why, this was quite forgot. Bi-on. So study evermore is overshot; While it doth study to have what it would, It doth forget to do the thing it should: And when it hath the thing it hunteth most, 'Tis won, as towas with fire; so won, so lost. King. We must of force, dispense with this decree; She must lie here on mere necessity. Biron. Necessity will make us all forsworn Three thousand times within this three years space: For every man with his affects is born; Not by might master'd, but by special grace: So to the laws at large I write my name: [Subscribes. And he, that breaks them in the least degree, Stands in attainder of eternal shame: Suggestions are to others, as to me; But, I believe, although I seem so loath, Am the last that will last keep his oath. But is there no quick recreation granted? 1 Nipping. 2 Reside. ⚫ Temptations. following her into the park; which, put together, is, in manner and form following. Now, sir, for the manner,-it is the manner of a man to speak to a woman; for the form,-in some form. Biron. For the following, sir? Cost. As it shall follow in my correction; and God defend the right! King. Will you hear this letter with attention? Biron. As we would hear an oracle. Cost. Such is the simplicity of man to hearken after the flesh. King. [Reds. Great deputy, the welkin's vicegerent, and sole dominator of Navarre, my soul's earth's God, and body's fostering putron,— Cost. Not a word of Costard yet. King. So it is, Cost. It may be so: but if he say it is so, he is, in telling true, but so, so. King, Peace. Cost. -be to me, and every man that dares not fight! King. No words. Cost. of other men's secrets, I beseech you. King. So it is, besieged with sable-colored metancholy, I did commend the black-oppressing humor to the most wholesome physic of thy healthgiving air; and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to walk. The time when? About the sixth hour; when beasts most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down to that nourishment which is called supper. So much for the time when. Now for the ground which; which, I mean, I walked upon; it is yeleped thy park. Then for the place where; where, I mean, I dit encounter that obscene, and most preposterous event, that draweth from my snow-white pen the ebon-colorel ink, which here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, or seest: but lo 4 Called. i. e. Third-borough, a peace officer. In the fact. |