A Midsummer Night's Dream (Quarto 1, 1600)
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A Midsommer nightes dreame.
¶Duke. With the helpe of a Surgeon, he might yet reco-
¶comes backe, and findes her louer.
¶a Pyramus: I hope, she will be briefe.
¶Demet. A moth will turne the ballance; which Pyramus,
¶which Thisby is the better: he for a man; God warnd vs:
she, for a woman; God blesse vs.
¶O Pyramus, arise,
¶Speake, speake. Quite dumbe? Dead, dead? A tumbe
¶Are gon, are gon: louers make mone:
¶His eyes were greene, as leekes.
2125With hands as pale as milke,
¶Come blade, my breast imbrew:
2130And farewell friends: thus Thysby ends:
¶Adieu, adieu, adieu.
¶Deme. I, and Wall to.
¶heare a Bergomaske daunce, between two of our cōpany?
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