A Midsommer nightes dreame.
325309Snowt. Here
Peter Quince.
326310Quin. You,
Pyramus father; my
selfe,
Thisbies father;
327311Snugge, the Ioyner, you the Lyons part: And I hope here
329313Snug. Haue you the Lyons part written? Pray you, if it
330314bee, giue it mee: for I am
slowe of
studie.
331315Quin. You may doe it,
extempore: for it is nothing but
333317Bott. Let mee play the Lyon to. I will roare, that I will
334318doe any mans heart good to heare mee. I will roare, that
335319I will make the Duke
say; Let him roare againe: let him
337321Quin. And you
should do it too terribly, you would fright
338322the Dutche
sse, and the Ladies, that they would
shrike: and
339323that were inough to hang vs all.
340324All. That would hang vs, euery mothers
sonne.
341325Bot. I grant you, friends, if you
should fright the Ladies
342326out of their wits, they would haue no more di
scretion, but
343327to hang vs: but I will aggrauate my voice
so, that I wil
344328roare you as gently, as any
sucking doue: I will roare you,
345329and 'twere any Nightingale.
347330Quin. You can play no part but
Piramus: for
Piramus is a
348331sweete fac't man; a proper man as one
shall
see in a
som
- 349332mers day; a mo
st louely gentlemanlike man: therefore
350333you mu
st needes play
Piramus.
351334Bot. Well: I will vndertake it. What beard were I be
st 353336Quin. Why? what you will.
354337Bot. I wil di
scharge it, in either your
straw colour beard,
355338your Orange tawnie bearde, your purple in graine beard,
356339or your french crowne colour beard, your per
fit yellow.
358340Quin. Some of your french crownes haue no haire at all;
359341and then you will play bare fac't. But mai
sters here are
360342your parts, and I am to intreat you, reque
st you, and de
sire
you