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Unless you can find sport in their intents,
The. I will hear that play:
[Exit PHILOST. Hip. I love not to see wretchedness o'ercharg’d, And duty in his service perishing.
go The. Why, gentle sweet, you shall see no such
thing. Hip. He says, they can do nothing in this kind. The. The kinder we, to give them thanks for no
Love, therefore, and tongue-ty'd simplicity,
Philost. So please your grace, the prologue is ad.
should think, we come not to offend,
That is the true beginning of our end.
We do not come, as minding to content you,
We are not here. That you should here repent you,
The. This fellow doth not stand upon points.
Lys. He hath rid his prologue, like a rough colt; he knows not the stop. A good moral, my lord : It is not enough to speak, but to speak true.
Hip. Indeed he hath play'd on this prologue, like a child on a recorder ; a sound, but not in govern. ment.
The. His speech was like a tangled chain; nothing impair’d, but all disordered. Who is next? 130
Enter PYRAMUS and Thisbe, WALL, MOONSHINE,
and LION, as in dumb Show.
Prol. “ Gentles, perchance, you wonder at this
“ show; " But wonder on, till truth make all things plain. " This man is Pyramus, if you would know;
“ This beauteous lady Thisby is, certain. " This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present " Wall, that vile wall which did these loyers
66 sunder: “ And through wall's chink, poor souls, they are
16 content " To whisper ; at the which let no man wonder. “ This man, with lantern, dog, and bush of thorn,
«« Presenteth moonshine : for, if you will know, “ By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn
“ To meet at Ninus' tomb, there, there to woo. “ This grisly beast, which by name lion hight, “ The trusty Thisby, coming first by night, “ Did scare away, or rather did affright: “ And as she fled, her mantle she did fall ;
" Which lion vile with bloody mouth did stain : " Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth, and tall,
“ And finds his trusty Thishy's mantle slain : 149 " Whereat, with blade, with bloody blameful blade,
“ He bravely broach'd his boiling bloody breast ; “ And Thisby, tarrying in mulberry shade,
“ His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest,
" Let lion, moon-shine, wall, and lovers twain,
[Exeunt all but Wall.
many asses do.
Wall. “ In this same interlude, it doth befall, “ That I one Snout by name, present a wall: 160 “ And such a wall, as I would have you think, “ That had in it a cranny'd hole, or chink, “ Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby, • Did whisper often very secretly. « This lome, this rough-cast, and this stone, doth shew " That I am that same wall; the truth is so: “. And this the cranny is, right and sinister, “ Through which the fearful lovers are to whisper :"
The. Would you desire line and hair to speak better?
Dem. It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard discourse, my lord.
171 The. Pyramus draws near the wall : silence!
Pyr. “ O grim-look'd night ! O night with hue so
« black !
“ I fear my Thisby's promise is forgot!
" That " That stand'st between her father's ground and
“ mine; “ Thou wall, O wall, O sweet and lovely wall, “ Shew me thy chink to blink through with mine eyne.
180 “ Thanks, courteous wall : Jove shield thee well for
" this! “ But what see I? No Thisby do I see. “ O wicked wall, through whom I see no bliss ;
“ Curst be thy stones for thus deceiving me!" The. The wall, methinks, being sensible, should curse again.
Pyr. No, in truth, sir, he should not. Deceiving me, is Thisby's cue ; she is to enter now, and I am to spy her through the wall. You shall see, it will fall pat as I told you :-Yonder she comes.
This.“wall, full often hast thou heard my moans,
“ For parting my fair Pyramus and me: “ My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones :
“ Thy stones with lime and hair knit up in thee." Pyr.
“ I see a voice : now will I to the chink,.-
This. “My love : thou art my love, I think."