Act 5, Scene 1
Athens. An Apartment in the Palace of THESEUS.
- [Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, Lords, and Attendants.]
- Hippolyta
- 1686 'Tis strange, my Theseus, that these lovers speak of.
- Theseus
- 1687 More strange than true. I never may believe
- 1688 These antique fables, nor these fairy toys.
- 1689 Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,
- 1690 Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend
- 1691 More than cool reason ever comprehends.
- 1692 The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
- 1693 Are of imagination all compact:
- 1694 One sees more devils than vast hell can hold;
- 1695 That is the madman: the lover, all as frantic,
- 1696 Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:
- 1697 The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,
- 1698 Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;
- 1699 And as imagination bodies forth
- 1700 The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
- 1701 Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing
- 1702 A local habitation and a name.
- 1703 Such tricks hath strong imagination,
- 1704 That, if it would but apprehend some joy,
- 1705 It comprehends some bringer of that joy;
- 1706 Or in the night, imagining some fear,
- 1707 How easy is a bush supposed a bear?
- Hippolyta
- 1708 But all the story of the night told over,
- 1709 And all their minds transfigur'd so together,
- 1710 More witnesseth than fancy's images,
- 1711 And grows to something of great constancy;
- 1712 But, howsoever, strange and admirable.
- [Enter LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HERMIA, and HELENA.]
- Theseus
- 1713 Here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth.—
- 1714 Joy, gentle friends! joy and fresh days of love
- 1715 Accompany your hearts!
- Lysander
- 1716 More than to us
- 1717 Wait in your royal walks, your board, your bed!
- Theseus
- 1718 Come now; what masques, what dances shall we have,
- 1719 To wear away this long age of three hours
- 1720 Between our after-supper and bed-time?
- 1721 Where is our usual manager of mirth?
- 1722 What revels are in hand? Is there no play
- 1723 To ease the anguish of a torturing hour?
- 1724 Call Philostrate.
- Philostrate
- 1725 Here, mighty Theseus.
- Theseus
- 1726 Say, what abridgment have you for this evening?
- 1727 What masque? what music? How shall we beguile
- 1728 The lazy time, if not with some delight?
- Philostrate
- 1729 There is a brief how many sports are ripe;
- 1730 Make choice of which your highness will see first.
- [Giving a paper.]
- [Reads.]
- Theseus
- 1731 'The battle with the Centaurs, to be sung
- 1732 By an Athenian eunuch to the harp.'
- 1733 We'll none of that: that have I told my love,
- 1734 In glory of my kinsman Hercules.
- 1735 'The riot of the tipsy Bacchanals,
- 1736 Tearing the Thracian singer in their rage.'
- 1737 That is an old device, and it was play'd
- 1738 When I from Thebes came last a conqueror.
- 1739 'The thrice three Muses mourning for the death
- 1740 Of learning, late deceas'd in beggary.'
- 1741 That is some satire, keen and critical,
- 1742 Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony.
- 1743 'A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus
- 1744 And his love Thisbe; very tragical mirth.'
- 1745 Merry and tragical! tedious and brief!
- 1746 That is hot ice and wondrous strange snow.
- 1747 How shall we find the concord of this discord?
- Philostrate
- 1748 A play there is, my lord, some ten words long,
- 1749 Which is as brief as I have known a play;
- 1750 But by ten words, my lord, it is too long,
- 1751 Which makes it tedious: for in all the play
- 1752 There is not one word apt, one player fitted:
- 1753 And tragical, my noble lord, it is;
- 1754 For Pyramus therein doth kill himself:
- 1755 Which when I saw rehears'd, I must confess,
- 1756 Made mine eyes water; but more merry tears
- 1757 The passion of loud laughter never shed.
- Theseus
- 1758 What are they that do play it?
- Philostrate
- 1759 Hard-handed men that work in Athens here,
- 1760 Which never labour'd in their minds till now;
- 1761 And now have toil'd their unbreath'd memories
- 1762 With this same play against your nuptial.
- Theseus
- 1763 And we will hear it.
- Philostrate
- 1764 No, my noble lord,
- 1765 It is not for you: I have heard it over,
- 1766 And it is nothing, nothing in the world;
- 1767 Unless you can find sport in their intents,
- 1768 Extremely stretch'd and conn'd with cruel pain,
- 1769 To do you service.
- Theseus
- 1770 I will hear that play;
- 1771 For never anything can be amiss
- 1772 When simpleness and duty tender it.
- 1773 Go, bring them in: and take your places, ladies.
- [Exit PHILOSTRATE.]
- Hippolyta
- 1774 I love not to see wretchedness o'er-charged,
- 1775 And duty in his service perishing.
- Theseus
- 1776 Why, gentle sweet, you shall see no such thing.
- Hippolyta
- 1777 He says they can do nothing in this kind.
- Theseus
- 1778 The kinder we, to give them thanks for nothing.
- 1779 Our sport shall be to take what they mistake:
- 1780 And what poor duty cannot do,
- 1781 Noble respect takes it in might, not merit.
- 1782 Where I have come, great clerks have purposed
- 1783 To greet me with premeditated welcomes;
- 1784 Where I have seen them shiver and look pale,
- 1785 Make periods in the midst of sentences,
- 1786 Throttle their practis'd accent in their fears,
- 1787 And, in conclusion, dumbly have broke off,
- 1788 Not paying me a welcome. Trust me, sweet,
- 1789 Out of this silence yet I pick'd a welcome;
- 1790 And in the modesty of fearful duty
- 1791 I read as much as from the rattling tongue
- 1792 Of saucy and audacious eloquence.
- 1793 Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity
- 1794 In least speak most to my capacity.
- [Enter PHILOSTRATE.]
- Philostrate
- 1795 So please your grace, the prologue is address'd.
- Theseus
- 1796 Let him approach.
- [Flourish of trumpets. Enter PROLOGUE.]
- Prologue (Quince)
- 1797 'If we offend, it is with our good will.
- 1798 That you should think, we come not to offend,
- 1799 But with good will. To show our simple skill,
- 1800 That is the true beginning of our end.
- 1801 Consider then, we come but in despite.
- 1802 We do not come, as minding to content you,
- 1803 Our true intent is. All for your delight
- 1804 We are not here. That you should here repent you,
- 1805 The actors are at hand: and, by their show,
- 1806 You shall know all that you are like to know,'
- Theseus
- 1807 This fellow doth not stand upon points.
- Lysander
- 1808 He hath rid his prologue like a rough colt; he knows
- 1809 not the stop. A good moral, my lord: it is not enough to speak,
- 1810 but to speak true.
- Hippolyta
- 1811 Indeed he hath played on this prologue like a child
- 1812 on a recorder; a sound, but not in government.
- Theseus
- 1813 His speech was like a tangled chain; nothing impaired, but all
- 1814 disordered. Who is next?
- [Enter PYRAMUS and THISBE, WALL, MOONSHINE, and LION, as in dumb show.]
- Prologue (Quince)
- 1815 Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show;
- 1816 But wonder on, till truth make all things plain.
- 1817 This man is Pyramus, if you would know;
- 1818 This beauteous lady Thisby is certain.
- 1819 This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present
- 1820 Wall, that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder;
- 1821 And through Wall's chink, poor souls, they are content
- 1822 To whisper, at the which let no man wonder.
- 1823 This man, with lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn,
- 1824 Presenteth Moonshine: for, if you will know,
- 1825 By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn
- 1826 To meet at Ninus' tomb, there, there to woo.
- 1827 This grisly beast, which by name Lion hight,
- 1828 The trusty Thisby, coming first by night,
- 1829 Did scare away, or rather did affright;
- 1830 And as she fled, her mantle she did fall;
- 1831 Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain:
- 1832 Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth, and tall,
- 1833 And finds his trusty Thisby's mantle slain;
- 1834 Whereat with blade, with bloody blameful blade,
- 1835 He bravely broach'd his boiling bloody breast;
- 1836 And Thisby, tarrying in mulberry shade,
- 1837 His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest,
- 1838 Let Lion, Moonshine, Wall, and lovers twain,
- 1839 At large discourse while here they do remain.
- [Exeunt PROLOGUE, THISBE, LION, and MOONSHINE.]
- Theseus
- 1840 I wonder if the lion be to speak.
- Demetrius
- 1841 No wonder, my lord: one lion may, when many asses do.
- Wall (Snout)
- 1842 In this same interlude it doth befall
- 1843 That I, one Snout by name, present a wall:
- 1844 And such a wall as I would have you think
- 1845 That had in it a crannied hole or chink,
- 1846 Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby,
- 1847 Did whisper often very secretly.
- 1848 This loam, this rough-cast, and this stone, doth show
- 1849 That I am that same wall; the truth is so:
- 1850 And this the cranny is, right and sinister,
- 1851 Through which the fearful lovers are to whisper.
- Theseus
- 1852 Would you desire lime and hair to speak better?
- Demetrius
- 1853 It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard
- 1854 discourse, my lord.
- Theseus
- 1855 Pyramus draws near the wall; silence.
- [Enter PYRAMUS.]
- Pyramus (Bottom)
- 1856 O grim-look'd night! O night with hue so black!
- 1857 O night, which ever art when day is not!
- 1858 O night, O night, alack, alack, alack,
- 1859 I fear my Thisby's promise is forgot!—
- 1860 And thou, O wall, O sweet, O lovely wall,
- 1861 That stand'st between her father's ground and mine;
- 1862 Thou wall, O wall, O sweet and lovely wall,
- 1863 Show me thy chink, to blink through with mine eyne.
- [WALL holds up his fingers.]
- Pyramus (Bottom)
- 1864 Thanks, courteous wall: Jove shield thee well for this!
- 1865 But what see what see I? No Thisby do I see.
- 1866 O wicked wall, through whom I see no bliss,
- 1867 Curs'd be thy stones for thus deceiving me!
- Theseus
- 1868 The wall, methinks, being sensible, should curse again.
- Pyramus (Bottom)
- 1869 No, in truth, sir, he should not. 'Deceiving me' is
- 1870 Thisby's cue: she is to enter now, and I am to spy her through
- 1871 the wall. You shall see it will fall pat as I told you.—Yonder
- 1872 she comes.
- [Enter THISBE.]
- Thisbe (Flute)
- 1873 O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans,
- 1874 For parting my fair Pyramus and me:
- 1875 My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones:
- 1876 Thy stones with lime and hair knit up in thee.
- Pyramus (Bottom)
- 1877 I see a voice; now will I to the chink,
- 1878 To spy an I can hear my Thisby's face.
- 1879 Thisby!
- Thisbe (Flute)
- 1880 My love! thou art my love, I think.
- Pyramus (Bottom)
- 1881 Think what thou wilt, I am thy lover's grace;
- 1882 And like Limander am I trusty still.
- Thisbe (Flute)
- 1883 And I like Helen, till the fates me kill.
- Pyramus (Bottom)
- 1884 Not Shafalus to Procrus was so true.
- Thisbe (Flute)
- 1885 As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you.
- Pyramus (Bottom)
- 1886 O, kiss me through the hole of this vile wall.
- Thisbe (Flute)
- 1887 I kiss the wall's hole, not your lips at all.
- Pyramus (Bottom)
- 1888 Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me straightway?
- Thisbe (Flute)
- 1889 'Tide life, 'tide death, I come without delay.
- Wall (Snout)
- 1890 Thus have I, wall, my part discharged so;
- 1891 And, being done, thus Wall away doth go.
- [Exeunt WALL, PYRAMUS and THISBE.]
- Theseus
- 1892 Now is the mural down between the two neighbours.
- Demetrius
- 1893 No remedy, my lord, when walls are so wilful to hear
- 1894 without warning.
- Hippolyta
- 1895 This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard.
- Theseus
- 1896 The best in this kind are but shadows; and the worst
- 1897 are no worse, if imagination amend them.
- Hippolyta
- 1898 It must be your imagination then, and not theirs.
- Theseus
- 1899 If we imagine no worse of them than they of
- 1900 themselves, they may pass for excellent men.
- 1901 Here come two noble beasts in, a moon and a lion.
- [Enter LION and MOONSHINE.]
- Lion (Snug)
- 1902 You, ladies, you, whose gentle hearts do fear
- 1903 The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor,
- 1904 May now, perchance, both quake and tremble here,
- 1905 When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar.
- 1906 Then know that I, one Snug the joiner, am
- 1907 A lion fell, nor else no lion's dam:
- 1908 For, if I should as lion come in strife
- 1909 Into this place, 'twere pity on my life.
- Theseus
- 1910 A very gentle beast, and of a good conscience.
- Demetrius
- 1911 The very best at a beast, my lord, that e'er I saw.
- Lysander
- 1912 This lion is a very fox for his valour.
- Theseus
- 1913 True; and a goose for his discretion.
- Demetrius
- 1914 Not so, my lord; for his valour cannot carry his
- 1915 discretion, and the fox carries the goose.
- Theseus
- 1916 His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry his valour;
- 1917 for the goose carries not the fox. It is well; leave it to his
- 1918 discretion, and let us listen to the moon.
- Moonshine (Starveling)
- 1919 This lanthorn doth the horned moon present:
- Demetrius
- 1920 He should have worn the horns on his head.
- Theseus
- 1921 He is no crescent, and his horns are invisible within
- 1922 the circumference.
- Moonshine (Starveling)
- 1923 This lanthorn doth the horned moon present;
- 1924 Myself the man i' the moon do seem to be.
- Theseus
- 1925 This is the greatest error of all the rest: the man should be
- 1926 put into the lantern. How is it else the man i' the moon?
- Demetrius
- 1927 He dares not come there for the candle: for, you
- 1928 see, it is already in snuff.
- Hippolyta
- 1929 I am aweary of this moon: would he would change!
- Theseus
- 1930 It appears, by his small light of discretion, that he
- 1931 is in the wane: but yet, in courtesy, in all reason, we must
- 1932 stay the time.
- Lysander
- 1933 Proceed, moon.
- Moonshine (Starveling)
- 1934 All that I have to say, is to tell you that the lantern
- 1935 is the moon; I, the man i' the moon; this thorn-bush, my
- 1936 thorn-bush; and this dog, my dog.
- Demetrius
- 1937 Why, all these should be in the lantern; for all
- 1938 these are in the moon. But silence; here comes Thisbe.
- [Enter THISBE.]
- Thisbe (Flute)
- 1939 This is old Ninny's tomb. Where is my love?
- Lion (Snug)
- 1940 Oh!
- [The LION roars.--THISBE runs off.]
- Demetrius
- 1941 Well roared, lion.
- Theseus
- 1942 Well run, Thisbe.
- Hippolyta
- 1943 Well shone, moon.—Truly, the moon shines with a good grace.
- [The LION tears THISBE'S Mantle, and exit.]
- Theseus
- 1944 Well moused, lion.
- Demetrius
- 1945 And so comes Pyramus.
- Lysander
- 1946 And then the lion vanishes.
- [Enter PYRAMUS.]
- Pyramus (Bottom)
- 1947 Sweet moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams;
- 1948 I thank thee, moon, for shining now so bright:
- 1949 For, by thy gracious golden, glittering streams,
- 1950 I trust to take of truest Thisby's sight.
- 1951 But stay;—O spite!
- 1952 But mark,—poor knight,
- 1953 What dreadful dole is here!
- 1954 Eyes, do you see?
- 1955 How can it be?
- 1956 O dainty duck! O dear!
- 1957 Thy mantle good,
- 1958 What! stained with blood?
- 1959 Approach, ye furies fell!
- 1960 O fates! come, come;
- 1961 Cut thread and thrum;
- 1962 Quail, rush, conclude, and quell!
- Theseus
- 1963 This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go
- 1964 near to make a man look sad.
- Hippolyta
- 1965 Beshrew my heart, but I pity the man.
- Pyramus (Bottom)
- 1966 O wherefore, nature, didst thou lions frame?
- 1967 Since lion vile hath here deflower'd my dear;
- 1968 Which is—no, no—which was the fairest dame
- 1969 That liv'd, that lov'd, that lik'd, that look'd with cheer.
- 1970 Come, tears, confound;
- 1971 Out, sword, and wound
- 1972 The pap of Pyramus:
- 1973 Ay, that left pap,
- 1974 Where heart doth hop:—
- 1975 Thus die I, thus, thus, thus.
- 1976 Now am I dead,
- 1977 Now am I fled;
- 1978 My soul is in the sky:
- 1979 Tongue, lose thy light!
- 1980 Moon, take thy flight!
- 1981 Now die, die, die, die, die.
- [Dies. Exit MOONSHINE.]
- Demetrius
- 1982 No die, but an ace, for him; for he is but one.
- Lysander
- 1983 Less than an ace, man; for he is dead; he is nothing.
- Theseus
- 1984 With the help of a surgeon he might yet recover and prove an ass.
- Hippolyta
- 1985 How chance moonshine is gone before Thisbe comes
- 1986 back and finds her lover?
- Theseus
- 1987 She will find him by starlight.—Here she comes; and
- 1988 her passion ends the play.
- [Enter THISBE.]
- Hippolyta
- 1989 Methinks she should not use a long one for such a
- 1990 Pyramus: I hope she will be brief.
- Demetrius
- 1991 A mote will turn the balance, which Pyramus, which
- 1992 Thisbe, is the better.
- Lysander
- 1993 She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes.
- Demetrius
- 1994 And thus she moans, videlicet.—
- Thisbe (Flute)
- 1995 Asleep, my love?
- 1996 What, dead, my dove?
- 1997 O Pyramus, arise,
- 1998 Speak, speak. Quite dumb?
- 1999 Dead, dead? A tomb
- 2000 Must cover thy sweet eyes.
- 2001 These lily lips,
- 2002 This cherry nose,
- 2003 These yellow cowslip cheeks,
- 2004 Are gone, are gone:
- 2005 Lovers, make moan!
- 2006 His eyes were green as leeks.
- 2007 O Sisters Three,
- 2008 Come, come to me,
- 2009 With hands as pale as milk;
- 2010 Lay them in gore,
- 2011 Since you have shore
- 2012 With shears his thread of silk.
- 2013 Tongue, not a word:—
- 2014 Come, trusty sword;
- 2015 Come, blade, my breast imbrue;
- 2016 And farewell, friends:—
- 2017 Thus Thisbe ends;
- 2018 Adieu, adieu, adieu.
- [Dies.]
- Theseus
- 2019 Moonshine and lion are left to bury the dead.
- Demetrius
- 2020 Ay, and wall too.
- Bottom
- 2021 No, I assure you; the wall is down that parted their fathers.
- 2022 Will it please you to see the epilogue, or to hear a Bergomask
- 2023 dance between two of our company?
- Theseus
- 2024 No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs no
- 2025 excuse. Never excuse; for when the players are all dead there
- 2026 need none to be blamed. Marry, if he that writ it had played
- 2027 Pyramus, and hang'd himself in Thisbe's garter, it would have
- 2028 been a fine tragedy: and so it is, truly; and very notably
- 2029 discharged. But come, your Bergomask; let your epilogue alone.
- [Here a dance of Clowns.]
- Theseus
- 2030 The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve:—
- 2031 Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
- 2032 I fear we shall out-sleep the coming morn,
- 2033 As much as we this night have overwatch'd.
- 2034 This palpable-gross play hath well beguil'd
- 2035 The heavy gait of night.—Sweet friends, to bed.—
- 2036 A fortnight hold we this solemnity,
- 2037 In nightly revels and new jollity.
- [Exeunt.]