A Midsummer Night's Dream (Quarto 1, 1600)
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A Midsommer nightes dreame.
¶Tom Snowte, the Tinker?
325Snowt. Here Peter Quince.
¶Snugge, the Ioyner, you the Lyons part: And I hope here
¶is a Play fitted.
¶Snug. Haue you the Lyons part written? Pray you, if it
¶Quin. You may doe it, extempore: for it is nothing but
¶roaring.
¶Bott. Let mee play the Lyon to. I will roare, that I will
¶doe any mans heart good to heare mee. I will roare, that
335I will make the Duke say; Let him roare againe: let him
¶roare againe.
¶that were inough to hang vs all.
¶out of their wits, they would haue no more discretion, but
¶to hang vs: but I will aggrauate my voice so, that I wil
¶roare you as gently, as any sucking doue: I will roare you,
345and 'twere any Nightingale.
¶Quin. You can play no part but Piramus: for Piramus is a
¶mers day; a most louely gentlemanlike man: therefore
350you must needes play Piramus.
¶to play it in?
¶Quin. Why? what you will.
355your Orange tawnie bearde, your purple in graine beard,
¶or your french crowne colour beard, your perfit yellow.
¶Quin. Some of your french crownes haue no haire at all;
¶and then you will play bare fac't. But maisters here are
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