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Wall. Thus have I, Wall, my part discharged
And, being done, thus Wall away doth go. [Exit. The. Now is the mural down between the two neighbours.
Dem. No remedy, my lord, when walls are so 210 wilful to hear without warning.
Hip. This is the silliest stuff 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 Here come two noble beasts in, a man and a 220
Re-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,
Into this place, 'twere pity on my life.
The. A very gentle beast, and of a good con- 230 science.
208. mural, partition.
227. A lion fell, i.e. no lion fell, the negative being understood from the following nor.
This, though harsh, is more in keeping with the style than the Camb. editors, Then know that I, one Snug the joiner, am | A lion-fell.'
Dem. The very best at a beast, my lord, that e'er I saw.
Lys. This lion is a very fox for his valour. The. True; and a goose for his discretion. Dem. Not so, my lord; for his valour cannot carry his discretion; and the fox carries the goose.
The. His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry his valour; for the goose carries not the fox. It is 240 well leave it to his discretion, and let us listen to the moon.
Moon. This lanthorn doth the horned moon
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 lanthorn doth the horned moon
Myself the man i' the moon do seem to be.
The. This is the greatest error of all the rest: 250 the man should be put into the lanthorn. 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 lanthorn is the moon; I, the man in the
232. at a beast, in representing a beast. There is a quibble, 254. in snuff, angry (with a the two words being sounded quibble).
moon; this thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this dog, my dog.
Dem. Why, all these should be in the lanthorn; for all these are in the moon. But, silence! here comes Thisbe,
This. This is old Ninny's tomb. Where is my love?
[Thisbe runs off.
Lion. [Roaring] OhDem. Well roared, Lion. The. Well run, Thisbe. Hip. Well shone, Moon. shines with a good grace.
Truly, the moon
[The Lion shakes Thisbe's mantle, and exit
The. Well moused, Lion.
Lys. And so the lion vanished.
Dem. And then came Pyramus.
Pyr. Sweet Moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams;
I thank thee, Moon, for shining now so bright; For, by thy gracious, golden, glittering gleams,
I trust to take of truest Thisby sight.
But stay, O spite!
But mark, poor knight,
What dreadful dole is here!
Eyes, do you see?
O dainty duck! O dear!
What, stain'd with blood!
O Fates, come, come,
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. O wherefore, Nature, didst thou lions
Since lion vile hath here deflower'd my dear: Which is no, no-which was the fairest dame That lived, that loved, that liked, that look'd with cheer.
Come, tears, confound;
The pap of Pyramus;
Ay, that left pap,
Where heart doth hop: [Stabs himself.
Thus die I, thus, thus, thus.
Now am I dead,
My soul is in the sky:
291. thrum, the tufted end of the thread in weaving.
292. quail, quell. The two verbs were equally used in the transitive sense.
309. lose thy light, a forced expression for become silent.' VOL. I
Tongue, lose thy light;
Moon, take thy flight : [Exit Moonshine. 310 Now die, die, die, die, die. [Dies. 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 gone before Thisbe comes back and finds her lover?
The. She will find him by starlight. Here 320 she comes; and her passion ends the play.
Hip. Methinks she should not use a long one for such a Pyramus: I hope she will be brief.
Dem. A mote will turn the balance, which Pyramus, which Thisbe, is the better; he for a man, God warrant us; she for a woman, God bless us.
Lys. She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes.
Dem. And thus she means, videlicet :
Asleep, my love?
What, dead, my dove?
O Pyramus, arise!
Speak, speak. Quite dumb?
Must cover thy sweet eyes.
This cherry nose,
These yellow cowslip cheeks,
Are gone, are gone:
330. means, utters her complaint; a formal and archaic
use of the word, with which the 'videlicet' is in keeping.