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Act IV, Scene 2
1Athens. Quince’s house.
2Enter Quince, Flute, Snout, and Starveling.
3QuinceHave you sent to Bottom’s house? is he come home yet?
4StarvelingHe cannot be heard of. Out of doubt he is transported.
5FluteIf he come not, then the play is marred: it goes not forward, doth it?
6QuinceIt is not possible: you have not a man in all Athens able to discharge Pyramus but he.
7FluteNo, he hath simply the best wit of any handicraft man in Athens.
8QuinceYea, and the best person too; and he is a very paramour for a sweet voice.
9FluteYou must say “paragon:” a paramour is, God bless us, a thing of naught.
10Enter Snug.
11SnugMasters, the duke is coming from the temple, and there is two or three lords and ladies more married: if our sport had gone forward, we had all been made men.
12FluteO sweet bully Bottom! Thus hath he lost sixpence a day during his life; he could not have ’scaped sixpence a day: an the duke had not given him sixpence a day for playing Pyramus, I’ll be hanged; he would have deserved it: sixpence a day in Pyramus, or nothing.
13Enter Bottom.
14BottomWhere are these lads? where are these hearts?
15QuinceBottom! O most courageous day! O most happy hour!
16BottomMasters, I am to discourse wonders: but ask me not what; for if I tell you, I am not true Athenian. I will tell you everything, right as it fell out.
17QuinceLet us hear, sweet Bottom.
18BottomNot a word of me. All that I will tell you is, that the duke hath dined. Get your apparel together, good strings to your beards, new ribbons to your pumps; meet presently at the palace; every man look o’er his part; for the short and the long is, our play is preferred. In any case, let Thisby have clean linen; and let not him that plays the lion pare his nails, for they shall hang out for the lion’s claws. And, most dear actors, eat no onions nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath; and I do not doubt but to hear them say, it is a sweet comedy. No more words: away! go, away! Exeunt.