A Midsummer Night's Dream Page #8

Quail, crush,

conclude, and quell!

[ Laughter And Applause ]

O wherefore, nature,

didst thou lions frame?

Since lion vile hath here

deflowered my dear.

Devoured!

Which is--no...

no--which was the fairest dame

that lived,

that loved, that licked,

that liked, that--line?

That looked!

That looked with cheer.

Come, tears, confound.

Out, sword, and wound

the pap of Pyramus.

Aye, that left pap

where heart doth hop.

Thus die I,

thus...

thus...

thus.

[ Applause ]

Thou am I dead,

thou am I fled.

No.

My soul is in the sky.

Tongue, lose thy light,

moon, take thy flight.

Now die...

die...

die...

die...

die.

[ Applause ]

Asleep, my love?

[ Laughter ]

What, dead, my dove?

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

[ Normal Voice ]

O Pyramus...arise.

Speak, speak. Quite dumb?

Dead, dead?

A tomb must cover

thy sweet eyes.

These lily lips,

this cherry nose,

these yellow cowslip cheeks

are gone, are gone.

His eyes were green as leeks.

O sisters three,

come, come to me

with hands as pale as milk.

Lay them in gore,

since you have shore with shears

his thread of silk.

Tongue, not a word.

Come, trusty sword.

Come, blade...

my breast imbrue.

And fare well, friends,

thus Thisby ends.

Adieu, adieu...

adieu.

[ Applause ]

Moonshine and lion are left

to bury the dead.

Aye, and wall, too.

No, I assure you,

the wall is down

that parted their fathers.

Will it please you

to see the epilogue,

or hear a Bergonmask dance

between two of our company?

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.

[ Applause ]

When the players are all dead...

there need none to be blamed.

"Very notably discharged."

[ Laughs ]

O happy hour!

The iron tongue of midnight

hath told 12:
00.

Lovers, to bed,

'tis almost fairy time.

Oberon:

Now until the break of day

through this house

each fairy stray.

To the best bride bed will we

which by us shall blessed be,

and the issue there create

ever shall be fortunate.

So shall all the couples three

ever true in loving be.

And each several chamber bless

through this palace

with sweet peace.

And the owner of it blest

ever shall in safety rest.

Trip away, make no stay,

meet me all by break of day.

Very notably discharged!

If we shadows have offended,

think but this,

and all is mended.

That you have but slumbered here

while these visions did appear.

And this weak and idle theme,

no more yielding but a dream.

Gentles, do not reprehend.

If you pardon, we will mend,

else the Puck a liar call.

And so,

good night unto you all.

Give me your hands,

if we be friends,

and Robin shall restore amends.

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