A Midsummer Night's Dream (Quarto 1, 1600)
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Enter Quince, Flute, Thisby and the rabble.
¶home, yet?
1750ported.
¶Thys. If hee come not, then the Play is mard. It goes
¶not forward. Doth it?
¶thens, able to discharge Pyramus, but he.
¶craftman, in Athens.
¶Paramour, for a sweete voice.
¶
Enter Snug, the Joyner.
¶ple,and there is two or three Lords and Ladies more
¶married. If our sport had gon forward, wee had all
1765beene made men.
¶pence a day, during his life: hee coulde not haue scaped
sixe pence a day. And the Duke had not giuen him six
¶pence a day, for playing Pyramus, Ile be hanged.
¶He would haue deserued it. Six pence a day, in Pyramus,
1770or nothing.
¶
Enter Bottom.
¶houre!
¶not what. For if I tell you, I am not true Athenian. I will
¶tell you euery thing right as it fell out.
¶Bot. Not a word of mee. All that I will tell you, is, that
1780the Duke hath dined. Get your apparrell together, good
¶strings to your beardes, new ribands to your pumpes,
¶meete presently at the palace, euery man looke ore his part.
¶For, the short and the long is, our play is preferd. In any
1785plaies the Lyon, pare his nailes: for they shall hang out
¶for the Lyons clawes. And most deare Actors, eate no O-
¶nions nor garlicke: for we are to vtter sweete breath: and
¶No more wordes. Away, go away.
