A Midsommer nightes dreame.
825799Snout. Berlakin, a parlous feare.
826800Star. I beleeue, we mu
st leaue the killing, out, when all
828802Bott. Not a whit: I haue a deui
se to make all well. Write
829803me a Prologue, and let the Prologue
seeme to
say; we wil
830804do no harme, with our
swords, and that
Pyramus is not
831805kild indeede: and for the more better a
ssurance, tel them,
832806that I
Pyramus am not
Pyramus, but
Bottom the weauer:
833807this will put them out of feare.
834808Quin. Well: wee will haue
such a Prologue, and it
shall be
835809written in eight and
six.
836810Bot. No: make it two more: let it be written in eight &
838812Snout. Will not the ladies be afeard of the Lyon?
839813Star. I feare it, I promi
se you.
840814Bot. Ma
sters, you ought to con
sider with your
selfe, to
841815bring in (God
shielde vs) a Lyon among Ladies, is
842816a mo
st dreadfull thing. For there is not a more fearefull
843817wilde foule then your Lyon liuing: & we ought to looke
845819Sno. Therfore, another Prologue mu
st tel, he is not a Lion.
847820Bot. Nay: you mu
st name his name, and halfe his face
848821mu
st be
seene through the Lions necke, and he him
selfe
849822mu
st speake through,
saying thus, or to the
same defe
ct;
850823Ladies, or faire Ladies, I would wi
sh you, or I would re
- 851824que
st you, or I wold intreat you, not to feare, not to trēble:
852825my life for yours. If you thinke I come hither as a Lyon, it
853826were pittie of my life. No: I am no
such thing: I am a man
854827as other men are: & there indeed, let him name his name,
855828and tell them plainely he is
Snugge, the Ioyner.
857829Quin. Well: it
shall be
so: but there is two hard things;
858830that is, to bring the Moone-light into a chamber: for you
859831know,
Pyramus and
Thisby meete by Moone-light.
861832Sn. Doth the Moone
shine, that night, we play our Play?
Bot.