Act 1, Scene 2
The Same. A Room in a Cottage.
- [Enter SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, QUINCE, and STARVELING.]
- Quince
- 256 Is all our company here?
- Bottom
- 257 You were best to call them generally, man by man,
- 258 according to the scrip.
- Quince
- 259 Here is the scroll of every man's name, which is thought
- 260 fit, through all Athens, to play in our interlude before the
- 261 duke and duchess on his wedding-day at night.
- Bottom
- 262 First, good Peter Quince, say what the play treats on;
- 263 then read the names of the actors; and so grow to a point.
- Quince
- 264 Marry, our play is—The most lamentable comedy and most
- 265 cruel death of Pyramus and Thisby.
- Bottom
- 266 A very good piece of work, I assure you, and a merry.—
- 267 Now, good Peter Quince, call forth your actors by the scroll.—
- 268 Masters, spread yourselves.
- Quince
- 269 Answer, as I call you.—Nick Bottom, the weaver.
- Bottom
- 270 Ready. Name what part I am for, and proceed.
- Quince
- 271 You, Nick Bottom, are set down for Pyramus.
- Bottom
- 272 What is Pyramus? a lover, or a tyrant?
- Quince
- 273 A lover, that kills himself most gallantly for love.
- Bottom
- 274 That will ask some tears in the true performing of it.
- 275 If I do it, let the audience look to their eyes; I will move
- 276 storms; I will condole in some measure. To the rest:—yet my
- 277 chief humour is for a tyrant: I could play Ercles rarely, or a
- 278 part to tear a cat in, to make all split.
- Bottom
- 279 The raging rocks
- 280 And shivering shocks
- 281 Shall break the locks
- 282 Of prison gates:
- Bottom
- 283 And Phibbus' car
- 284 Shall shine from far,
- 285 And make and mar
- 286 The foolish Fates.
- Bottom
- 287 This was lofty.—Now name the rest of the players.—This is
- 288 Ercles' vein, a tyrant's vein;—a lover is more condoling.
- Quince
- 289 Francis Flute, the bellows-mender.
- Flute
- 290 Here, Peter Quince.
- Quince
- 291 Flute, you must take Thisby on you.
- Flute
- 292 What is Thisby? a wandering knight?
- Quince
- 293 It is the lady that Pyramus must love.
- Flute
- 294 Nay, faith, let not me play a woman; I have a beard coming.
- Quince
- 295 That's all one; you shall play it in a mask, and you may speak as
- 296 small as you will.
- Bottom
- 297 An I may hide my face, let me play Thisby too:
- 298 I'll speak in a monstrous little voice;—'Thisne, Thisne!'—
- 299 'Ah, Pyramus, my lover dear; thy Thisby dear! and lady dear!'
- Quince
- 300 No, no, you must play Pyramus; and, Flute, you Thisby.
- Bottom
- 301 Well, proceed.
- Quince
- 302 Robin Starveling, the tailor.
- Starveling
- 303 Here, Peter Quince.
- Quince
- 304 Robin Starveling, you must play Thisby's mother.—
- 305 Tom Snout, the tinker.
- Snout
- 306 Here, Peter Quince.
- Quince
- 307 You, Pyramus' father; myself, Thisby's father;—Snug,
- 308 the joiner, you, the lion's part:—and, I hope, here is a play
- 309 fitted.
- Snug
- 310 Have you the lion's part written? pray you, if it be, give it
- 311 me, for I am slow of study.
- Quince
- 312 You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring.
- Bottom
- 313 Let me play the lion too: I will roar that I will do
- 314 any man's heart good to hear me; I will roar that I will make the
- 315 duke say 'Let him roar again, let him roar again.'
- Quince
- 316 An you should do it too terribly, you would fright the
- 317 duchess and the ladies, that they would shriek; and that were
- 318 enough to hang us all.
- All
- 319 That would hang us every mother's son.
- Bottom
- 320 I grant you, friends, if you should fright the ladies
- 321 out of their wits, they would have no more discretion but to hang
- 322 us: but I will aggravate my voice so, that I will roar you as
- 323 gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you an 'twere any
- 324 nightingale.
- Quince
- 325 You can play no part but Pyramus; for Pyramus is a
- 326 sweet-faced man; a proper man, as one shall see in a summer's
- 327 day; a most lovely gentleman-like man; therefore you must
- 328 needs play Pyramus.
- Bottom
- 329 Well, I will undertake it. What beard were I best to play it in?
- Quince
- 330 Why, what you will.
- Bottom
- 331 I will discharge it in either your straw-colour beard,
- 332 your orange-tawny beard, your purple-in-grain beard, or your
- 333 French-crown-colour beard, your perfect yellow.
- Quince
- 334 Some of your French crowns have no hair at all, and
- 335 then you will play bare-faced.— But, masters, here are your
- 336 parts: and I am to entreat you, request you, and desire you, to
- 337 con them by to-morrow night; and meet me in the palace wood, a
- 338 mile without the town, by moonlight; there will we rehearse: for
- 339 if we meet in the city, we shall be dogg'd with company, and our
- 340 devices known. In the meantime I will draw a bill of properties,
- 341 such as our play wants. I pray you, fail me not.
- Bottom
- 342 We will meet; and there we may rehearse most obscenely
- 343 and courageously. Take pains; be perfect; adieu.
- Quince
- 344 At the duke's oak we meet.
- Bottom
- 345 Enough; hold, or cut bow-strings.
- [Exeunt.]