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      <article class="book" id="R.1">
         <header class="book-titlepage">
            <h1>A Midsummer Night's Dream</h1>
         </header>
         <div class="lists-of-titles">
            <div class="toc">
               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. ACT I</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT II</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  A wood near Athens.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  The wood. TITANIA lying asleep.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  The same. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA lying asleep.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
               </ul>
            </div>
         </div>
         <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
            <header class="preface-titlepage">
               <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
            </header>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">THESEUS, Duke of Athens.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EGEUS, father to Hermia.</span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">LYSANDER</span>
                        <span class="personname">DEMETRIUS</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">in love with Hermia.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">PHILOSTRATE, master of the revels to Theseus.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">QUINCE, a carpenter.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SNUG, a joiner.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">BOTTOM, a weaver.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">FLUTE, a bellows-mender.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SNOUT, a tinker.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">STARVELING, a tailor.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">HIPPOLYTA, queen of the Amazons, betrothed to Theseus.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">HERMIA, daughter to Egeus, in love with Lysander.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">HELENA, in love with Demetrius.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">OBERON, king of the fairies.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">TITANIA, queen of the fairies.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">PUCK, or Robin Goodfellow.</span>
            </p>
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               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">PEASEBLOSSOM</span>
                        <span class="personname">COBWEB</span>
                        <span class="personname">MOTH</span>
                        <span class="personname">MUSTARDSEED</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">fairies.</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Other fairies attending their King and Queen.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Attendants on Theseus and Hippolyta.</span>
            </p>
            <p>SCENE  Athens, and a wood near it.</p>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.3">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 1. ACT I</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, and
Attendants</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour</div>
                     <div class="line">Draws on apace; four happy days bring in</div>
                     <div class="line">Another moon: but, O, methinks, how slow</div>
                     <div class="line">This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like to a step-dame or a dowager</div>
                     <div class="line">Long withering out a young man revenue.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">Four days will quickly steep themselves in night;</div>
                     <div class="line">Four nights will quickly dream away the time;</div>
                     <div class="line">And then the moon, like to a silver bow</div>
                     <div class="line">New-bent in heaven, shall behold the night</div>
                     <div class="line">Of our solemnities.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, Philostrate,</div>
                     <div class="line">Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments;</div>
                     <div class="line">Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;</div>
                     <div class="line">Turn melancholy forth to funerals;</div>
                     <div class="line">The pale companion is not for our pomp.</div>
                     <p>Exit PHILOSTRATE</p>
                     <div class="line">Hippolyta, I woo'd thee with my sword,</div>
                     <div class="line">And won thy love, doing thee injuries;</div>
                     <div class="line">But I will wed thee in another key,</div>
                     <div class="line">With pomp, with triumph and with revelling.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter EGEUS, HERMIA, LYSANDER, and DEMETRIUS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Happy be Theseus, our renowned duke!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Thanks, good Egeus: what's the news with thee?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Full of vexation come I, with complaint</div>
                     <div class="line">Against my child, my daughter Hermia.</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand forth, Demetrius. My noble lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">This man hath my consent to marry her.</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand forth, Lysander: and my gracious duke,</div>
                     <div class="line">This man hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child;</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes,</div>
                     <div class="line">And interchanged love-tokens with my child:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung,</div>
                     <div class="line">With feigning voice verses of feigning love,</div>
                     <div class="line">And stolen the impression of her fantasy</div>
                     <div class="line">With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits,</div>
                     <div class="line">Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats, messengers</div>
                     <div class="line">Of strong prevailment in unharden'd youth:</div>
                     <div class="line">With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me,</div>
                     <div class="line">To stubborn harshness: and, my gracious duke,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be it so she; will not here before your grace</div>
                     <div class="line">Consent to marry with Demetrius,</div>
                     <div class="line">I beg the ancient privilege of Athens,</div>
                     <div class="line">As she is mine, I may dispose of her:</div>
                     <div class="line">Which shall be either to this gentleman</div>
                     <div class="line">Or to her death, according to our law</div>
                     <div class="line">Immediately provided in that case.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">What say you, Hermia? be advised fair maid:</div>
                     <div class="line">To you your father should be as a god;</div>
                     <div class="line">One that composed your beauties, yea, and one</div>
                     <div class="line">To whom you are but as a form in wax</div>
                     <div class="line">By him imprinted and within his power</div>
                     <div class="line">To leave the figure or disfigure it.</div>
                     <div class="line">Demetrius is a worthy gentleman.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">So is Lysander.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">In himself he is;</div>
                     <div class="line">But in this kind, wanting your father's voice,</div>
                     <div class="line">The other must be held the worthier.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">I would my father look'd but with my eyes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Rather your eyes must with his judgment look.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">I do entreat your grace to pardon me.</div>
                     <div class="line">I know not by what power I am made bold,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor how it may concern my modesty,</div>
                     <div class="line">In such a presence here to plead my thoughts;</div>
                     <div class="line">But I beseech your grace that I may know</div>
                     <div class="line">The worst that may befall me in this case,</div>
                     <div class="line">If I refuse to wed Demetrius.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Either to die the death or to abjure</div>
                     <div class="line">For ever the society of men.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires;</div>
                     <div class="line">Know of your youth, examine well your blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice,</div>
                     <div class="line">You can endure the livery of a nun,</div>
                     <div class="line">For aye to be in shady cloister mew'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">To live a barren sister all your life,</div>
                     <div class="line">Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thrice-blessed they that master so their blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">To undergo such maiden pilgrimage;</div>
                     <div class="line">But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Than that which withering on the virgin thorn</div>
                     <div class="line">Grows, lives and dies in single blessedness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere I will my virgin patent up</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto his lordship, whose unwished yoke</div>
                     <div class="line">My soul consents not to give sovereignty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Take time to pause; and, by the nest new moon--</div>
                     <div class="line">The sealing-day betwixt my love and me,</div>
                     <div class="line">For everlasting bond of fellowship--</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon that day either prepare to die</div>
                     <div class="line">For disobedience to your father's will,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or else to wed Demetrius, as he would;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or on Diana's altar to protest</div>
                     <div class="line">For aye austerity and single life.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Relent, sweet Hermia: and, Lysander, yield</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy crazed title to my certain right.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">You have her father's love, Demetrius;</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Scornful Lysander! true, he hath my love,</div>
                     <div class="line">And what is mine my love shall render him.</div>
                     <div class="line">And she is mine, and all my right of her</div>
                     <div class="line">I do estate unto Demetrius.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">I am, my lord, as well derived as he,</div>
                     <div class="line">As well possess'd; my love is more than his;</div>
                     <div class="line">My fortunes every way as fairly rank'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">If not with vantage, as Demetrius';</div>
                     <div class="line">And, which is more than all these boasts can be,</div>
                     <div class="line">I am beloved of beauteous Hermia:</div>
                     <div class="line">Why should not I then prosecute my right?</div>
                     <div class="line">Demetrius, I'll avouch it to his head,</div>
                     <div class="line">Made love to Nedar's daughter, Helena,</div>
                     <div class="line">And won her soul; and she, sweet lady, dotes,</div>
                     <div class="line">Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry,</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon this spotted and inconstant man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">I must confess that I have heard so much,</div>
                     <div class="line">And with Demetrius thought to have spoke thereof;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, being over-full of self-affairs,</div>
                     <div class="line">My mind did lose it. But, Demetrius, come;</div>
                     <div class="line">And come, Egeus; you shall go with me,</div>
                     <div class="line">I have some private schooling for you both.</div>
                     <div class="line">For you, fair Hermia, look you arm yourself</div>
                     <div class="line">To fit your fancies to your father's will;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or else the law of Athens yields you up--</div>
                     <div class="line">Which by no means we may extenuate--</div>
                     <div class="line">To death, or to a vow of single life.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, my Hippolyta: what cheer, my love?</div>
                     <div class="line">Demetrius and Egeus, go along:</div>
                     <div class="line">I must employ you in some business</div>
                     <div class="line">Against our nuptial and confer with you</div>
                     <div class="line">Of something nearly that concerns yourselves.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">With duty and desire we follow you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but LYSANDER and HERMIA</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, my love! why is your cheek so pale?</div>
                     <div class="line">How chance the roses there do fade so fast?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Belike for want of rain, which I could well</div>
                     <div class="line">Beteem them from the tempest of my eyes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay me! for aught that I could ever read,</div>
                     <div class="line">Could ever hear by tale or history,</div>
                     <div class="line">The course of true love never did run smooth;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, either it was different in blood,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">O cross! too high to be enthrall'd to low.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Or else misgraffed in respect of years,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">O spite! too old to be engaged to young.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Or else it stood upon the choice of friends,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">O hell! to choose love by another's eyes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,</div>
                     <div class="line">War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,</div>
                     <div class="line">Making it momentany as a sound,</div>
                     <div class="line">Swift as a shadow, short as any dream;</div>
                     <div class="line">Brief as the lightning in the collied night,</div>
                     <div class="line">That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,</div>
                     <div class="line">And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'</div>
                     <div class="line">The jaws of darkness do devour it up:</div>
                     <div class="line">So quick bright things come to confusion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">If then true lovers have been ever cross'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">It stands as an edict in destiny:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then let us teach our trial patience,</div>
                     <div class="line">Because it is a customary cross,</div>
                     <div class="line">As due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs,</div>
                     <div class="line">Wishes and tears, poor fancy's followers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">A good persuasion: therefore, hear me, Hermia.</div>
                     <div class="line">I have a widow aunt, a dowager</div>
                     <div class="line">Of great revenue, and she hath no child:</div>
                     <div class="line">From Athens is her house remote seven leagues;</div>
                     <div class="line">And she respects me as her only son.</div>
                     <div class="line">There, gentle Hermia, may I marry thee;</div>
                     <div class="line">And to that place the sharp Athenian law</div>
                     <div class="line">Cannot pursue us. If thou lovest me then,</div>
                     <div class="line">Steal forth thy father's house to-morrow night;</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the wood, a league without the town,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where I did meet thee once with Helena,</div>
                     <div class="line">To do observance to a morn of May,</div>
                     <div class="line">There will I stay for thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">My good Lysander!</div>
                     <div class="line">I swear to thee, by Cupid's strongest bow,</div>
                     <div class="line">By his best arrow with the golden head,</div>
                     <div class="line">By the simplicity of Venus' doves,</div>
                     <div class="line">By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves,</div>
                     <div class="line">And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen,</div>
                     <div class="line">When the false Troyan under sail was seen,</div>
                     <div class="line">By all the vows that ever men have broke,</div>
                     <div class="line">In number more than ever women spoke,</div>
                     <div class="line">In that same place thou hast appointed me,</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow truly will I meet with thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Keep promise, love. Look, here comes Helena.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter HELENA</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">God speed fair Helena! whither away?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Call you me fair? that fair again unsay.</div>
                     <div class="line">Demetrius loves your fair: O happy fair!</div>
                     <div class="line">Your eyes are lode-stars; and your tongue's sweet air</div>
                     <div class="line">More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear,</div>
                     <div class="line">When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds appear.</div>
                     <div class="line">Sickness is catching: O, were favour so,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yours would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I go;</div>
                     <div class="line">My ear should catch your voice, my eye your eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet melody.</div>
                     <div class="line">Were the world mine, Demetrius being bated,</div>
                     <div class="line">The rest I'd give to be to you translated.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, teach me how you look, and with what art</div>
                     <div class="line">You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">I frown upon him, yet he loves me still.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">I give him curses, yet he gives me love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">O that my prayers could such affection move!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">The more I hate, the more he follows me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">The more I love, the more he hateth me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">His folly, Helena, is no fault of mine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">None, but your beauty: would that fault were mine!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Take comfort: he no more shall see my face;</div>
                     <div class="line">Lysander and myself will fly this place.</div>
                     <div class="line">Before the time I did Lysander see,</div>
                     <div class="line">Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:</div>
                     <div class="line">O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,</div>
                     <div class="line">That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Helen, to you our minds we will unfold:</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow night, when Phoebe doth behold</div>
                     <div class="line">Her silver visage in the watery glass,</div>
                     <div class="line">Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass,</div>
                     <div class="line">A time that lovers' flights doth still conceal,</div>
                     <div class="line">Through Athens' gates have we devised to steal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the wood, where often you and I</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon faint primrose-beds were wont to lie,</div>
                     <div class="line">Emptying our bosoms of their counsel sweet,</div>
                     <div class="line">There my Lysander and myself shall meet;</div>
                     <div class="line">And thence from Athens turn away our eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">To seek new friends and stranger companies.</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, sweet playfellow: pray thou for us;</div>
                     <div class="line">And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius!</div>
                     <div class="line">Keep word, Lysander: we must starve our sight</div>
                     <div class="line">From lovers' food till morrow deep midnight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">I will, my Hermia.</div>
                     <p>Exit HERMIA</p>
                     <div class="line">Helena, adieu:</div>
                     <div class="line">As you on him, Demetrius dote on you!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">How happy some o'er other some can be!</div>
                     <div class="line">Through Athens I am thought as fair as she.</div>
                     <div class="line">But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so;</div>
                     <div class="line">He will not know what all but he do know:</div>
                     <div class="line">And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">So I, admiring of his qualities:</div>
                     <div class="line">Things base and vile, folding no quantity,</div>
                     <div class="line">Love can transpose to form and dignity:</div>
                     <div class="line">Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind:</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor hath Love's mind of any judgement taste;</div>
                     <div class="line">Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste:</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore is Love said to be a child,</div>
                     <div class="line">Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.</div>
                     <div class="line">As waggish boys in game themselves forswear,</div>
                     <div class="line">So the boy Love is perjured every where:</div>
                     <div class="line">For ere Demetrius look'd on Hermia's eyne,</div>
                     <div class="line">He hail'd down oaths that he was only mine;</div>
                     <div class="line">And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,</div>
                     <div class="line">So he dissolved, and showers of oaths did melt.</div>
                     <div class="line">I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then to the wood will he to-morrow night</div>
                     <div class="line">Pursue her; and for this intelligence</div>
                     <div class="line">If I have thanks, it is a dear expense:</div>
                     <div class="line">But herein mean I to enrich my pain,</div>
                     <div class="line">To have his sight thither and back again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and
STARVELING</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Is all our company here?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">You were best to call them generally, man by man,</div>
                     <div class="line">according to the scrip.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Here is the scroll of every man's name, which is</div>
                     <div class="line">thought fit, through all Athens, to play in our</div>
                     <div class="line">interlude before the duke and the duchess, on his</div>
                     <div class="line">wedding-day at night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">First, good Peter Quince, say what the play treats</div>
                     <div class="line">on, then read the names of the actors, and so grow</div>
                     <div class="line">to a point.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, our play is, The most lamentable comedy, and</div>
                     <div class="line">most cruel death of Pyramus and Thisby.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">A very good piece of work, I assure you, and a</div>
                     <div class="line">merry. Now, good Peter Quince, call forth your</div>
                     <div class="line">actors by the scroll. Masters, spread yourselves.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Answer as I call you. Nick Bottom, the weaver.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Ready. Name what part I am for, and proceed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">You, Nick Bottom, are set down for Pyramus.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">What is Pyramus? a lover, or a tyrant?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">A lover, that kills himself most gallant for love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">That will ask some tears in the true performing of</div>
                     <div class="line">it: if I do it, let the audience look to their</div>
                     <div class="line">eyes; I will move storms, I will condole in some</div>
                     <div class="line">measure. To the rest: yet my chief humour is for a</div>
                     <div class="line">tyrant: I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to</div>
                     <div class="line">tear a cat in, to make all split.</div>
                     <div class="line">The raging rocks</div>
                     <div class="line">And shivering shocks</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall break the locks</div>
                     <div class="line">Of prison gates;</div>
                     <div class="line">And Phibbus' car</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall shine from far</div>
                     <div class="line">And make and mar</div>
                     <div class="line">The foolish Fates.</div>
                     <div class="line">This was lofty! Now name the rest of the players.</div>
                     <div class="line">This is Ercles' vein, a tyrant's vein; a lover is</div>
                     <div class="line">more condoling.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Francis Flute, the bellows-mender.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, Peter Quince.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Flute, you must take Thisby on you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                     <div class="line">What is Thisby? a wandering knight?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">It is the lady that Pyramus must love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I have a beard coming.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">That's all one: you shall play it in a mask, and</div>
                     <div class="line">you may speak as small as you will.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">An I may hide my face, let me play Thisby too, I'll</div>
                     <div class="line">speak in a monstrous little voice. 'Thisne,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thisne;' 'Ah, Pyramus, lover dear! thy Thisby dear,</div>
                     <div class="line">and lady dear!'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">No, no; you must play Pyramus: and, Flute, you Thisby.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, proceed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Robin Starveling, the tailor.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STARVELING</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, Peter Quince.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Robin Starveling, you must play Thisby's mother.</div>
                     <div class="line">Tom Snout, the tinker.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, Peter Quince.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">You, Pyramus' father: myself, Thisby's father:</div>
                     <div class="line">Snug, the joiner; you, the lion's part: and, I</div>
                     <div class="line">hope, here is a play fitted.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SNUG</div>
                     <div class="line">Have you the lion's part written? pray you, if it</div>
                     <div class="line">be, give it me, for I am slow of study.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me play the lion too: I will roar, that I will</div>
                     <div class="line">do any man's heart good to hear me; I will roar,</div>
                     <div class="line">that I will make the duke say 'Let him roar again,</div>
                     <div class="line">let him roar again.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">An you should do it too terribly, you would fright</div>
                     <div class="line">the duchess and the ladies, that they would shriek;</div>
                     <div class="line">and that were enough to hang us all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">That would hang us, every mother's son.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">I grant you, friends, if that you should fright the</div>
                     <div class="line">ladies out of their wits, they would have no more</div>
                     <div class="line">discretion but to hang us: but I will aggravate my</div>
                     <div class="line">voice so that I will roar you as gently as any</div>
                     <div class="line">sucking dove; I will roar you an 'twere any</div>
                     <div class="line">nightingale.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">You can play no part but Pyramus; for Pyramus is a</div>
                     <div class="line">sweet-faced man; a proper man, as one shall see in a</div>
                     <div class="line">summer's day; a most lovely gentleman-like man:</div>
                     <div class="line">therefore you must needs play Pyramus.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, I will undertake it. What beard were I best</div>
                     <div class="line">to play it in?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, what you will.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">I will discharge it in either your straw-colour</div>
                     <div class="line">beard, your orange-tawny beard, your purple-in-grain</div>
                     <div class="line">beard, or your French-crown-colour beard, your</div>
                     <div class="line">perfect yellow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Some of your French crowns have no hair at all, and</div>
                     <div class="line">then you will play bare-faced. But, masters, here</div>
                     <div class="line">are your parts: and I am to entreat you, request</div>
                     <div class="line">you and desire you, to con them by to-morrow night;</div>
                     <div class="line">and meet me in the palace wood, a mile without the</div>
                     <div class="line">town, by moonlight; there will we rehearse, for if</div>
                     <div class="line">we meet in the city, we shall be dogged with</div>
                     <div class="line">company, and our devices known. In the meantime I</div>
                     <div class="line">will draw a bill of properties, such as our play</div>
                     <div class="line">wants. I pray you, fail me not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">We will meet; and there we may rehearse most</div>
                     <div class="line">obscenely and courageously. Take pains; be perfect: adieu.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">At the duke's oak we meet.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Enough; hold or cut bow-strings.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.4">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 2. ACT II</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  A wood near Athens.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  A wood near Athens.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter, from opposite sides, a Fairy, and PUCK</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, spirit! whither wander you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Fairy</div>
                     <div class="line">Over hill, over dale,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thorough bush, thorough brier,</div>
                     <div class="line">Over park, over pale,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thorough flood, thorough fire,</div>
                     <div class="line">I do wander everywhere,</div>
                     <div class="line">Swifter than the moon's sphere;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I serve the fairy queen,</div>
                     <div class="line">To dew her orbs upon the green.</div>
                     <div class="line">The cowslips tall her pensioners be:</div>
                     <div class="line">In their gold coats spots you see;</div>
                     <div class="line">Those be rubies, fairy favours,</div>
                     <div class="line">In those freckles live their savours:</div>
                     <div class="line">I must go seek some dewdrops here</div>
                     <div class="line">And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone:</div>
                     <div class="line">Our queen and all our elves come here anon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">The king doth keep his revels here to-night:</div>
                     <div class="line">Take heed the queen come not within his sight;</div>
                     <div class="line">For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,</div>
                     <div class="line">Because that she as her attendant hath</div>
                     <div class="line">A lovely boy, stolen from an Indian king;</div>
                     <div class="line">She never had so sweet a changeling;</div>
                     <div class="line">And jealous Oberon would have the child</div>
                     <div class="line">Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild;</div>
                     <div class="line">But she perforce withholds the loved boy,</div>
                     <div class="line">Crowns him with flowers and makes him all her joy:</div>
                     <div class="line">And now they never meet in grove or green,</div>
                     <div class="line">By fountain clear, or spangled starlight sheen,</div>
                     <div class="line">But, they do square, that all their elves for fear</div>
                     <div class="line">Creep into acorn-cups and hide them there.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Fairy</div>
                     <div class="line">Either I mistake your shape and making quite,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite</div>
                     <div class="line">Call'd Robin Goodfellow: are not you he</div>
                     <div class="line">That frights the maidens of the villagery;</div>
                     <div class="line">Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern</div>
                     <div class="line">And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;</div>
                     <div class="line">And sometime make the drink to bear no barm;</div>
                     <div class="line">Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?</div>
                     <div class="line">Those that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck,</div>
                     <div class="line">You do their work, and they shall have good luck:</div>
                     <div class="line">Are not you he?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou speak'st aright;</div>
                     <div class="line">I am that merry wanderer of the night.</div>
                     <div class="line">I jest to Oberon and make him smile</div>
                     <div class="line">When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile,</div>
                     <div class="line">Neighing in likeness of a filly foal:</div>
                     <div class="line">And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl,</div>
                     <div class="line">In very likeness of a roasted crab,</div>
                     <div class="line">And when she drinks, against her lips I bob</div>
                     <div class="line">And on her wither'd dewlap pour the ale.</div>
                     <div class="line">The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me;</div>
                     <div class="line">Then slip I from her bum, down topples she,</div>
                     <div class="line">And 'tailor' cries, and falls into a cough;</div>
                     <div class="line">And then the whole quire hold their hips and laugh,</div>
                     <div class="line">And waxen in their mirth and neeze and swear</div>
                     <div class="line">A merrier hour was never wasted there.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, room, fairy! here comes Oberon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Fairy</div>
                     <div class="line">And here my mistress. Would that he were gone!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter, from one side, OBERON, with his train;
from the other, TITANIA, with hers</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">What, jealous Oberon! Fairies, skip hence:</div>
                     <div class="line">I have forsworn his bed and company.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Tarry, rash wanton: am not I thy lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Then I must be thy lady: but I know</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou hast stolen away from fairy land,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the shape of Corin sat all day,</div>
                     <div class="line">Playing on pipes of corn and versing love</div>
                     <div class="line">To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here,</div>
                     <div class="line">Come from the farthest Steppe of India?</div>
                     <div class="line">But that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon,</div>
                     <div class="line">Your buskin'd mistress and your warrior love,</div>
                     <div class="line">To Theseus must be wedded, and you come</div>
                     <div class="line">To give their bed joy and prosperity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">How canst thou thus for shame, Titania,</div>
                     <div class="line">Glance at my credit with Hippolyta,</div>
                     <div class="line">Knowing I know thy love to Theseus?</div>
                     <div class="line">Didst thou not lead him through the glimmering night</div>
                     <div class="line">From Perigenia, whom he ravished?</div>
                     <div class="line">And make him with fair AEgle break his faith,</div>
                     <div class="line">With Ariadne and Antiopa?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">These are the forgeries of jealousy:</div>
                     <div class="line">And never, since the middle summer's spring,</div>
                     <div class="line">Met we on hill, in dale, forest or mead,</div>
                     <div class="line">By paved fountain or by rushy brook,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or in the beached margent of the sea,</div>
                     <div class="line">To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind,</div>
                     <div class="line">But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain,</div>
                     <div class="line">As in revenge, have suck'd up from the sea</div>
                     <div class="line">Contagious fogs; which falling in the land</div>
                     <div class="line">Have every pelting river made so proud</div>
                     <div class="line">That they have overborne their continents:</div>
                     <div class="line">The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain,</div>
                     <div class="line">The ploughman lost his sweat, and the green corn</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath rotted ere his youth attain'd a beard;</div>
                     <div class="line">The fold stands empty in the drowned field,</div>
                     <div class="line">And crows are fatted with the murrion flock;</div>
                     <div class="line">The nine men's morris is fill'd up with mud,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the quaint mazes in the wanton green</div>
                     <div class="line">For lack of tread are undistinguishable:</div>
                     <div class="line">The human mortals want their winter here;</div>
                     <div class="line">No night is now with hymn or carol blest:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore the moon, the governess of floods,</div>
                     <div class="line">Pale in her anger, washes all the air,</div>
                     <div class="line">That rheumatic diseases do abound:</div>
                     <div class="line">And thorough this distemperature we see</div>
                     <div class="line">The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts</div>
                     <div class="line">Far in the fresh lap of the crimson rose,</div>
                     <div class="line">And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown</div>
                     <div class="line">An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds</div>
                     <div class="line">Is, as in mockery, set: the spring, the summer,</div>
                     <div class="line">The childing autumn, angry winter, change</div>
                     <div class="line">Their wonted liveries, and the mazed world,</div>
                     <div class="line">By their increase, now knows not which is which:</div>
                     <div class="line">And this same progeny of evils comes</div>
                     <div class="line">From our debate, from our dissension;</div>
                     <div class="line">We are their parents and original.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Do you amend it then; it lies in you:</div>
                     <div class="line">Why should Titania cross her Oberon?</div>
                     <div class="line">I do but beg a little changeling boy,</div>
                     <div class="line">To be my henchman.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Set your heart at rest:</div>
                     <div class="line">The fairy land buys not the child of me.</div>
                     <div class="line">His mother was a votaress of my order:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, in the spiced Indian air, by night,</div>
                     <div class="line">Full often hath she gossip'd by my side,</div>
                     <div class="line">And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands,</div>
                     <div class="line">Marking the embarked traders on the flood,</div>
                     <div class="line">When we have laugh'd to see the sails conceive</div>
                     <div class="line">And grow big-bellied with the wanton wind;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which she, with pretty and with swimming gait</div>
                     <div class="line">Following,--her womb then rich with my young squire,--</div>
                     <div class="line">Would imitate, and sail upon the land,</div>
                     <div class="line">To fetch me trifles, and return again,</div>
                     <div class="line">As from a voyage, rich with merchandise.</div>
                     <div class="line">But she, being mortal, of that boy did die;</div>
                     <div class="line">And for her sake do I rear up her boy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And for her sake I will not part with him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">How long within this wood intend you stay?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Perchance till after Theseus' wedding-day.</div>
                     <div class="line">If you will patiently dance in our round</div>
                     <div class="line">And see our moonlight revels, go with us;</div>
                     <div class="line">If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me that boy, and I will go with thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Not for thy fairy kingdom. Fairies, away!</div>
                     <div class="line">We shall chide downright, if I longer stay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit TITANIA with her train</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from this grove</div>
                     <div class="line">Till I torment thee for this injury.</div>
                     <div class="line">My gentle Puck, come hither. Thou rememberest</div>
                     <div class="line">Since once I sat upon a promontory,</div>
                     <div class="line">And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back</div>
                     <div class="line">Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath</div>
                     <div class="line">That the rude sea grew civil at her song</div>
                     <div class="line">And certain stars shot madly from their spheres,</div>
                     <div class="line">To hear the sea-maid's music.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">I remember.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">That very time I saw, but thou couldst not,</div>
                     <div class="line">Flying between the cold moon and the earth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took</div>
                     <div class="line">At a fair vestal throned by the west,</div>
                     <div class="line">And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow,</div>
                     <div class="line">As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts;</div>
                     <div class="line">But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft</div>
                     <div class="line">Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the imperial votaress passed on,</div>
                     <div class="line">In maiden meditation, fancy-free.</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell:</div>
                     <div class="line">It fell upon a little western flower,</div>
                     <div class="line">Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound,</div>
                     <div class="line">And maidens call it love-in-idleness.</div>
                     <div class="line">Fetch me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once:</div>
                     <div class="line">The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid</div>
                     <div class="line">Will make or man or woman madly dote</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the next live creature that it sees.</div>
                     <div class="line">Fetch me this herb; and be thou here again</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere the leviathan can swim a league.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll put a girdle round about the earth</div>
                     <div class="line">In forty minutes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Having once this juice,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll watch Titania when she is asleep,</div>
                     <div class="line">And drop the liquor of it in her eyes.</div>
                     <div class="line">The next thing then she waking looks upon,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull,</div>
                     <div class="line">On meddling monkey, or on busy ape,</div>
                     <div class="line">She shall pursue it with the soul of love:</div>
                     <div class="line">And ere I take this charm from off her sight,</div>
                     <div class="line">As I can take it with another herb,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll make her render up her page to me.</div>
                     <div class="line">But who comes here? I am invisible;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will overhear their conference.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter DEMETRIUS, HELENA, following him</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">I love thee not, therefore pursue me not.</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is Lysander and fair Hermia?</div>
                     <div class="line">The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou told'st me they were stolen unto this wood;</div>
                     <div class="line">And here am I, and wode within this wood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Because I cannot meet my Hermia.</div>
                     <div class="line">Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant;</div>
                     <div class="line">But yet you draw not iron, for my heart</div>
                     <div class="line">Is true as steel: leave you your power to draw,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I shall have no power to follow you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Do I entice you? do I speak you fair?</div>
                     <div class="line">Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell you, I do not, nor I cannot love you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">And even for that do I love you the more.</div>
                     <div class="line">I am your spaniel; and, Demetrius,</div>
                     <div class="line">The more you beat me, I will fawn on you:</div>
                     <div class="line">Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me,</div>
                     <div class="line">Neglect me, lose me; only give me leave,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unworthy as I am, to follow you.</div>
                     <div class="line">What worser place can I beg in your love,--</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet a place of high respect with me,--</div>
                     <div class="line">Than to be used as you use your dog?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I am sick when I do look on thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">And I am sick when I look not on you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">You do impeach your modesty too much,</div>
                     <div class="line">To leave the city and commit yourself</div>
                     <div class="line">Into the hands of one that loves you not;</div>
                     <div class="line">To trust the opportunity of night</div>
                     <div class="line">And the ill counsel of a desert place</div>
                     <div class="line">With the rich worth of your virginity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Your virtue is my privilege: for that</div>
                     <div class="line">It is not night when I do see your face,</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore I think I am not in the night;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company,</div>
                     <div class="line">For you in my respect are all the world:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then how can it be said I am alone,</div>
                     <div class="line">When all the world is here to look on me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll run from thee and hide me in the brakes,</div>
                     <div class="line">And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">The wildest hath not such a heart as you.</div>
                     <div class="line">Run when you will, the story shall be changed:</div>
                     <div class="line">Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase;</div>
                     <div class="line">The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind</div>
                     <div class="line">Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed,</div>
                     <div class="line">When cowardice pursues and valour flies.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not stay thy questions; let me go:</div>
                     <div class="line">Or, if thou follow me, do not believe</div>
                     <div class="line">But I shall do thee mischief in the wood.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field,</div>
                     <div class="line">You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius!</div>
                     <div class="line">Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex:</div>
                     <div class="line">We cannot fight for love, as men may do;</div>
                     <div class="line">We should be wood and were not made to woo.</div>
                     <p>Exit DEMETRIUS</p>
                     <div class="line">I'll follow thee and make a heaven of hell,</div>
                     <div class="line">To die upon the hand I love so well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Fare thee well, nymph: ere he do leave this grove,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou shalt fly him and he shall seek thy love.</div>
                     <p>Re-enter PUCK</p>
                     <div class="line">Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wanderer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, there it is.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, give it me.</div>
                     <div class="line">I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,</div>
                     <div class="line">Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,</div>
                     <div class="line">With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:</div>
                     <div class="line">There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;</div>
                     <div class="line">And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin,</div>
                     <div class="line">Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in:</div>
                     <div class="line">And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make her full of hateful fantasies.</div>
                     <div class="line">Take thou some of it, and seek through this grove:</div>
                     <div class="line">A sweet Athenian lady is in love</div>
                     <div class="line">With a disdainful youth: anoint his eyes;</div>
                     <div class="line">But do it when the next thing he espies</div>
                     <div class="line">May be the lady: thou shalt know the man</div>
                     <div class="line">By the Athenian garments he hath on.</div>
                     <div class="line">Effect it with some care, that he may prove</div>
                     <div class="line">More fond on her than she upon her love:</div>
                     <div class="line">And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Fear not, my lord, your servant shall do so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter TITANIA, with her train</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, now a roundel and a fairy song;</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, for the third part of a minute, hence;</div>
                     <div class="line">Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds,</div>
                     <div class="line">Some war with rere-mice for their leathern wings,</div>
                     <div class="line">To make my small elves coats, and some keep back</div>
                     <div class="line">The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders</div>
                     <div class="line">At our quaint spirits. Sing me now asleep;</div>
                     <div class="line">Then to your offices and let me rest.</div>
                     <p>The Fairies sing</p>
                     <div class="line">You spotted snakes with double tongue,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;</div>
                     <div class="line">Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong,</div>
                     <div class="line">Come not near our fairy queen.</div>
                     <div class="line">Philomel, with melody</div>
                     <div class="line">Sing in our sweet lullaby;</div>
                     <div class="line">Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby:</div>
                     <div class="line">Never harm,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor spell nor charm,</div>
                     <div class="line">Come our lovely lady nigh;</div>
                     <div class="line">So, good night, with lullaby.</div>
                     <div class="line">Weaving spiders, come not here;</div>
                     <div class="line">Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence!</div>
                     <div class="line">Beetles black, approach not near;</div>
                     <div class="line">Worm nor snail, do no offence.</div>
                     <div class="line">Philomel, with melody, &c.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Fairy</div>
                     <div class="line">Hence, away! now all is well:</div>
                     <div class="line">One aloof stand sentinel.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt Fairies. TITANIA sleeps</p>
               <p>Enter OBERON and squeezes the flower on TITANIA's eyelids</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">What thou seest when thou dost wake,</div>
                     <div class="line">Do it for thy true-love take,</div>
                     <div class="line">Love and languish for his sake:</div>
                     <div class="line">Be it ounce, or cat, or bear,</div>
                     <div class="line">Pard, or boar with bristled hair,</div>
                     <div class="line">In thy eye that shall appear</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou wakest, it is thy dear:</div>
                     <div class="line">Wake when some vile thing is near.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Fair love, you faint with wandering in the wood;</div>
                     <div class="line">And to speak troth, I have forgot our way:</div>
                     <div class="line">We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good,</div>
                     <div class="line">And tarry for the comfort of the day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Be it so, Lysander: find you out a bed;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I upon this bank will rest my head.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">One turf shall serve as pillow for us both;</div>
                     <div class="line">One heart, one bed, two bosoms and one troth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, good Lysander; for my sake, my dear,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lie further off yet, do not lie so near.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence!</div>
                     <div class="line">Love takes the meaning in love's conference.</div>
                     <div class="line">I mean, that my heart unto yours is knit</div>
                     <div class="line">So that but one heart we can make of it;</div>
                     <div class="line">Two bosoms interchained with an oath;</div>
                     <div class="line">So then two bosoms and a single troth.</div>
                     <div class="line">Then by your side no bed-room me deny;</div>
                     <div class="line">For lying so, Hermia, I do not lie.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Lysander riddles very prettily:</div>
                     <div class="line">Now much beshrew my manners and my pride,</div>
                     <div class="line">If Hermia meant to say Lysander lied.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy</div>
                     <div class="line">Lie further off; in human modesty,</div>
                     <div class="line">Such separation as may well be said</div>
                     <div class="line">Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid,</div>
                     <div class="line">So far be distant; and, good night, sweet friend:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy love ne'er alter till thy sweet life end!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I;</div>
                     <div class="line">And then end life when I end loyalty!</div>
                     <div class="line">Here is my bed: sleep give thee all his rest!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">With half that wish the wisher's eyes be press'd!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>They sleep</p>
               <p>Enter PUCK</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Through the forest have I gone.</div>
                     <div class="line">But Athenian found I none,</div>
                     <div class="line">On whose eyes I might approve</div>
                     <div class="line">This flower's force in stirring love.</div>
                     <div class="line">Night and silence.--Who is here?</div>
                     <div class="line">Weeds of Athens he doth wear:</div>
                     <div class="line">This is he, my master said,</div>
                     <div class="line">Despised the Athenian maid;</div>
                     <div class="line">And here the maiden, sleeping sound,</div>
                     <div class="line">On the dank and dirty ground.</div>
                     <div class="line">Pretty soul! she durst not lie</div>
                     <div class="line">Near this lack-love, this kill-courtesy.</div>
                     <div class="line">Churl, upon thy eyes I throw</div>
                     <div class="line">All the power this charm doth owe.</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou wakest, let love forbid</div>
                     <div class="line">Sleep his seat on thy eyelid:</div>
                     <div class="line">So awake when I am gone;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I must now to Oberon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Enter DEMETRIUS and HELENA, running</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Stay, though thou kill me, sweet Demetrius.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">I charge thee, hence, and do not haunt me thus.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">O, wilt thou darkling leave me? do not so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Stay, on thy peril: I alone will go.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">O, I am out of breath in this fond chase!</div>
                     <div class="line">The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.</div>
                     <div class="line">Happy is Hermia, wheresoe'er she lies;</div>
                     <div class="line">For she hath blessed and attractive eyes.</div>
                     <div class="line">How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears:</div>
                     <div class="line">If so, my eyes are oftener wash'd than hers.</div>
                     <div class="line">No, no, I am as ugly as a bear;</div>
                     <div class="line">For beasts that meet me run away for fear:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore no marvel though Demetrius</div>
                     <div class="line">Do, as a monster fly my presence thus.</div>
                     <div class="line">What wicked and dissembling glass of mine</div>
                     <div class="line">Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne?</div>
                     <div class="line">But who is here? Lysander! on the ground!</div>
                     <div class="line">Dead? or asleep? I see no blood, no wound.</div>
                     <div class="line">Lysander if you live, good sir, awake.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Awaking</span>  And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake.</div>
                     <div class="line">Transparent Helena! Nature shows art,</div>
                     <div class="line">That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart.</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is Demetrius? O, how fit a word</div>
                     <div class="line">Is that vile name to perish on my sword!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Do not say so, Lysander; say not so</div>
                     <div class="line">What though he love your Hermia? Lord, what though?</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet Hermia still loves you: then be content.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Content with Hermia! No; I do repent</div>
                     <div class="line">The tedious minutes I with her have spent.</div>
                     <div class="line">Not Hermia but Helena I love:</div>
                     <div class="line">Who will not change a raven for a dove?</div>
                     <div class="line">The will of man is by his reason sway'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">And reason says you are the worthier maid.</div>
                     <div class="line">Things growing are not ripe until their season</div>
                     <div class="line">So I, being young, till now ripe not to reason;</div>
                     <div class="line">And touching now the point of human skill,</div>
                     <div class="line">Reason becomes the marshal to my will</div>
                     <div class="line">And leads me to your eyes, where I o'erlook</div>
                     <div class="line">Love's stories written in love's richest book.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born?</div>
                     <div class="line">When at your hands did I deserve this scorn?</div>
                     <div class="line">Is't not enough, is't not enough, young man,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I did never, no, nor never can,</div>
                     <div class="line">Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">But you must flout my insufficiency?</div>
                     <div class="line">Good troth, you do me wrong, good sooth, you do,</div>
                     <div class="line">In such disdainful manner me to woo.</div>
                     <div class="line">But fare you well: perforce I must confess</div>
                     <div class="line">I thought you lord of more true gentleness.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, that a lady, of one man refused.</div>
                     <div class="line">Should of another therefore be abused!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">She sees not Hermia. Hermia, sleep thou there:</div>
                     <div class="line">And never mayst thou come Lysander near!</div>
                     <div class="line">For as a surfeit of the sweetest things</div>
                     <div class="line">The deepest loathing to the stomach brings,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or as tie heresies that men do leave</div>
                     <div class="line">Are hated most of those they did deceive,</div>
                     <div class="line">So thou, my surfeit and my heresy,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of all be hated, but the most of me!</div>
                     <div class="line">And, all my powers, address your love and might</div>
                     <div class="line">To honour Helen and to be her knight!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Awaking</span>  Help me, Lysander, help me! do thy best</div>
                     <div class="line">To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast!</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay me, for pity! what a dream was here!</div>
                     <div class="line">Lysander, look how I do quake with fear:</div>
                     <div class="line">Methought a serpent eat my heart away,</div>
                     <div class="line">And you sat smiling at his cruel pray.</div>
                     <div class="line">Lysander! what, removed? Lysander! lord!</div>
                     <div class="line">What, out of hearing? gone? no sound, no word?</div>
                     <div class="line">Alack, where are you speak, an if you hear;</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak, of all loves! I swoon almost with fear.</div>
                     <div class="line">No? then I well perceive you all not nigh</div>
                     <div class="line">Either death or you I'll find immediately.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.5">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 3. ACT III</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  The wood. TITANIA lying asleep.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  The wood. TITANIA lying asleep.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and
STARVELING</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Are we all met?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Pat, pat; and here's a marvellous convenient place</div>
                     <div class="line">for our rehearsal. This green plot shall be our</div>
                     <div class="line">stage, this hawthorn-brake our tiring-house; and we</div>
                     <div class="line">will do it in action as we will do it before the duke.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Peter Quince,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">What sayest thou, bully Bottom?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">There are things in this comedy of Pyramus and</div>
                     <div class="line">Thisby that will never please. First, Pyramus must</div>
                     <div class="line">draw a sword to kill himself; which the ladies</div>
                     <div class="line">cannot abide. How answer you that?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                     <div class="line">By'r lakin, a parlous fear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STARVELING</div>
                     <div class="line">I believe we must leave the killing out, when all is done.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Not a whit: I have a device to make all well.</div>
                     <div class="line">Write me a prologue; and let the prologue seem to</div>
                     <div class="line">say, we will do no harm with our swords, and that</div>
                     <div class="line">Pyramus is not killed indeed; and, for the more</div>
                     <div class="line">better assurance, tell them that I, Pyramus, am not</div>
                     <div class="line">Pyramus, but Bottom the weaver: this will put them</div>
                     <div class="line">out of fear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, we will have such a prologue; and it shall be</div>
                     <div class="line">written in eight and six.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">No, make it two more; let it be written in eight and eight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                     <div class="line">Will not the ladies be afeard of the lion?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STARVELING</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear it, I promise you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Masters, you ought to consider with yourselves: to</div>
                     <div class="line">bring in--God shield us!--a lion among ladies, is a</div>
                     <div class="line">most dreadful thing; for there is not a more fearful</div>
                     <div class="line">wild-fowl than your lion living; and we ought to</div>
                     <div class="line">look to 't.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, you must name his name, and half his face must</div>
                     <div class="line">be seen through the lion's neck: and he himself</div>
                     <div class="line">must speak through, saying thus, or to the same</div>
                     <div class="line">defect,--'Ladies,'--or 'Fair-ladies--I would wish</div>
                     <div class="line">You,'--or 'I would request you,'--or 'I would</div>
                     <div class="line">entreat you,--not to fear, not to tremble: my life</div>
                     <div class="line">for yours. If you think I come hither as a lion, it</div>
                     <div class="line">were pity of my life: no I am no such thing; I am a</div>
                     <div class="line">man as other men are;' and there indeed let him name</div>
                     <div class="line">his name, and tell them plainly he is Snug the joiner.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Well it shall be so. But there is two hard things;</div>
                     <div class="line">that is, to bring the moonlight into a chamber; for,</div>
                     <div class="line">you know, Pyramus and Thisby meet by moonlight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth the moon shine that night we play our play?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">A calendar, a calendar! look in the almanac; find</div>
                     <div class="line">out moonshine, find out moonshine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, it doth shine that night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then may you leave a casement of the great</div>
                     <div class="line">chamber window, where we play, open, and the moon</div>
                     <div class="line">may shine in at the casement.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay; or else one must come in with a bush of thorns</div>
                     <div class="line">and a lanthorn, and say he comes to disfigure, or to</div>
                     <div class="line">present, the person of Moonshine. Then, there is</div>
                     <div class="line">another thing: we must have a wall in the great</div>
                     <div class="line">chamber; for Pyramus and Thisby says the story, did</div>
                     <div class="line">talk through the chink of a wall.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                     <div class="line">You can never bring in a wall. What say you, Bottom?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Some man or other must present Wall: and let him</div>
                     <div class="line">have some plaster, or some loam, or some rough-cast</div>
                     <div class="line">about him, to signify wall; and let him hold his</div>
                     <div class="line">fingers thus, and through that cranny shall Pyramus</div>
                     <div class="line">and Thisby whisper.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">If that may be, then all is well. Come, sit down,</div>
                     <div class="line">every mother's son, and rehearse your parts.</div>
                     <div class="line">Pyramus, you begin: when you have spoken your</div>
                     <div class="line">speech, enter into that brake: and so every one</div>
                     <div class="line">according to his cue.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PUCK behind</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here,</div>
                     <div class="line">So near the cradle of the fairy queen?</div>
                     <div class="line">What, a play toward! I'll be an auditor;</div>
                     <div class="line">An actor too, perhaps, if I see cause.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak, Pyramus. Thisby, stand forth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Thisby, the flowers of odious savours sweet,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Odours, odours.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">--odours savours sweet:</div>
                     <div class="line">So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisby dear.</div>
                     <div class="line">But hark, a voice! stay thou but here awhile,</div>
                     <div class="line">And by and by I will to thee appear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">A stranger Pyramus than e'er played here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                     <div class="line">Must I speak now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, marry, must you; for you must understand he goes</div>
                     <div class="line">but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                     <div class="line">Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white of hue,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier,</div>
                     <div class="line">Most brisky juvenal and eke most lovely Jew,</div>
                     <div class="line">As true as truest horse that yet would never tire,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">'Ninus' tomb,' man: why, you must not speak that</div>
                     <div class="line">yet; that you answer to Pyramus: you speak all your</div>
                     <div class="line">part at once, cues and all Pyramus enter: your cue</div>
                     <div class="line">is past; it is, 'never tire.'</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                     <div class="line">O,--As true as truest horse, that yet would</div>
                     <div class="line">never tire.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter PUCK, and BOTTOM with an ass's head</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">If I were fair, Thisby, I were only thine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">O monstrous! O strange! we are haunted. Pray,</div>
                     <div class="line">masters! fly, masters! Help!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt QUINCE, SNUG, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a round,</div>
                     <div class="line">Through bog, through bush, through brake, through brier:</div>
                     <div class="line">Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound,</div>
                     <div class="line">A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire;</div>
                     <div class="line">And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar, and burn,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every turn.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Why do they run away? this is a knavery of them to</div>
                     <div class="line">make me afeard.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter SNOUT</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                     <div class="line">O Bottom, thou art changed! what do I see on thee?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">What do you see? you see an asshead of your own, do</div>
                     <div class="line">you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit SNOUT</p>
               <p>Re-enter QUINCE</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art</div>
                     <div class="line">translated.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">I see their knavery: this is to make an ass of me;</div>
                     <div class="line">to fright me, if they could. But I will not stir</div>
                     <div class="line">from this place, do what they can: I will walk up</div>
                     <div class="line">and down here, and I will sing, that they shall hear</div>
                     <div class="line">I am not afraid.</div>
                     <p>Sings</p>
                     <div class="line">The ousel cock so black of hue,</div>
                     <div class="line">With orange-tawny bill,</div>
                     <div class="line">The throstle with his note so true,</div>
                     <div class="line">The wren with little quill,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Awaking</span>  What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Sings</span>
                     </div>
                     <div class="line">The finch, the sparrow and the lark,</div>
                     <div class="line">The plain-song cuckoo gray,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose note full many a man doth mark,</div>
                     <div class="line">And dares not answer nay;--</div>
                     <div class="line">for, indeed, who would set his wit to so foolish</div>
                     <div class="line">a bird? who would give a bird the lie, though he cry</div>
                     <div class="line">'cuckoo' never so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again:</div>
                     <div class="line">Mine ear is much enamour'd of thy note;</div>
                     <div class="line">So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape;</div>
                     <div class="line">And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move me</div>
                     <div class="line">On the first view to say, to swear, I love thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Methinks, mistress, you should have little reason</div>
                     <div class="line">for that: and yet, to say the truth, reason and</div>
                     <div class="line">love keep little company together now-a-days; the</div>
                     <div class="line">more the pity that some honest neighbours will not</div>
                     <div class="line">make them friends. Nay, I can gleek upon occasion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Not so, neither: but if I had wit enough to get out</div>
                     <div class="line">of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Out of this wood do not desire to go:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou shalt remain here, whether thou wilt or no.</div>
                     <div class="line">I am a spirit of no common rate;</div>
                     <div class="line">The summer still doth tend upon my state;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I do love thee: therefore, go with me;</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep,</div>
                     <div class="line">And sing while thou on pressed flowers dost sleep;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will purge thy mortal grossness so</div>
                     <div class="line">That thou shalt like an airy spirit go.</div>
                     <div class="line">Peaseblossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustardseed!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, and MUSTARDSEED</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PEASEBLOSSOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Ready.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">COBWEB</div>
                     <div class="line">And I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOTH</div>
                     <div class="line">And I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MUSTARDSEED</div>
                     <div class="line">And I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                     <div class="line">Where shall we go?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Be kind and courteous to this gentleman;</div>
                     <div class="line">Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes;</div>
                     <div class="line">Feed him with apricocks and dewberries,</div>
                     <div class="line">With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries;</div>
                     <div class="line">The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees,</div>
                     <div class="line">And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs</div>
                     <div class="line">And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">To have my love to bed and to arise;</div>
                     <div class="line">And pluck the wings from Painted butterflies</div>
                     <div class="line">To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes:</div>
                     <div class="line">Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PEASEBLOSSOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Hail, mortal!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">COBWEB</div>
                     <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MOTH</div>
                     <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MUSTARDSEED</div>
                     <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">I cry your worship's mercy, heartily: I beseech your</div>
                     <div class="line">worship's name.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">COBWEB</div>
                     <div class="line">Cobweb.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall desire you of more acquaintance, good Master</div>
                     <div class="line">Cobweb: if I cut my finger, I shall make bold with</div>
                     <div class="line">you. Your name, honest gentleman?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PEASEBLOSSOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Peaseblossom.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray you, commend me to Mistress Squash, your</div>
                     <div class="line">mother, and to Master Peascod, your father. Good</div>
                     <div class="line">Master Peaseblossom, I shall desire you of more</div>
                     <div class="line">acquaintance too. Your name, I beseech you, sir?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MUSTARDSEED</div>
                     <div class="line">Mustardseed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Good Master Mustardseed, I know your patience well:</div>
                     <div class="line">that same cowardly, giant-like ox-beef hath</div>
                     <div class="line">devoured many a gentleman of your house: I promise</div>
                     <div class="line">you your kindred had made my eyes water ere now. I</div>
                     <div class="line">desire your more acquaintance, good Master</div>
                     <div class="line">Mustardseed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, wait upon him; lead him to my bower.</div>
                     <div class="line">The moon methinks looks with a watery eye;</div>
                     <div class="line">And when she weeps, weeps every little flower,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lamenting some enforced chastity.</div>
                     <div class="line">Tie up my love's tongue bring him silently.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter OBERON</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">I wonder if Titania be awaked;</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, what it was that next came in her eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which she must dote on in extremity.</div>
                     <p>Enter PUCK</p>
                     <div class="line">Here comes my messenger.</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, mad spirit!</div>
                     <div class="line">What night-rule now about this haunted grove?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">My mistress with a monster is in love.</div>
                     <div class="line">Near to her close and consecrated bower,</div>
                     <div class="line">While she was in her dull and sleeping hour,</div>
                     <div class="line">A crew of patches, rude mechanicals,</div>
                     <div class="line">That work for bread upon Athenian stalls,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were met together to rehearse a play</div>
                     <div class="line">Intended for great Theseus' nuptial-day.</div>
                     <div class="line">The shallowest thick-skin of that barren sort,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who Pyramus presented, in their sport</div>
                     <div class="line">Forsook his scene and enter'd in a brake</div>
                     <div class="line">When I did him at this advantage take,</div>
                     <div class="line">An ass's nole I fixed on his head:</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon his Thisbe must be answered,</div>
                     <div class="line">And forth my mimic comes. When they him spy,</div>
                     <div class="line">As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort,</div>
                     <div class="line">Rising and cawing at the gun's report,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky,</div>
                     <div class="line">So, at his sight, away his fellows fly;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, at our stamp, here o'er and o'er one falls;</div>
                     <div class="line">He murder cries and help from Athens calls.</div>
                     <div class="line">Their sense thus weak, lost with their fears</div>
                     <div class="line">thus strong,</div>
                     <div class="line">Made senseless things begin to do them wrong;</div>
                     <div class="line">For briers and thorns at their apparel snatch;</div>
                     <div class="line">Some sleeves, some hats, from yielders all</div>
                     <div class="line">things catch.</div>
                     <div class="line">I led them on in this distracted fear,</div>
                     <div class="line">And left sweet Pyramus translated there:</div>
                     <div class="line">When in that moment, so it came to pass,</div>
                     <div class="line">Titania waked and straightway loved an ass.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">This falls out better than I could devise.</div>
                     <div class="line">But hast thou yet latch'd the Athenian's eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">With the love-juice, as I did bid thee do?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">I took him sleeping,--that is finish'd too,--</div>
                     <div class="line">And the Athenian woman by his side:</div>
                     <div class="line">That, when he waked, of force she must be eyed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter HERMIA and DEMETRIUS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand close: this is the same Athenian.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the woman, but not this the man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">O, why rebuke you him that loves you so?</div>
                     <div class="line">Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Now I but chide; but I should use thee worse,</div>
                     <div class="line">For thou, I fear, hast given me cause to curse,</div>
                     <div class="line">If thou hast slain Lysander in his sleep,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being o'er shoes in blood, plunge in the deep,</div>
                     <div class="line">And kill me too.</div>
                     <div class="line">The sun was not so true unto the day</div>
                     <div class="line">As he to me: would he have stolen away</div>
                     <div class="line">From sleeping Hermia? I'll believe as soon</div>
                     <div class="line">This whole earth may be bored and that the moon</div>
                     <div class="line">May through the centre creep and so displease</div>
                     <div class="line">Her brother's noontide with Antipodes.</div>
                     <div class="line">It cannot be but thou hast murder'd him;</div>
                     <div class="line">So should a murderer look, so dead, so grim.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">So should the murder'd look, and so should I,</div>
                     <div class="line">Pierced through the heart with your stern cruelty:</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet you, the murderer, look as bright, as clear,</div>
                     <div class="line">As yonder Venus in her glimmering sphere.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">What's this to my Lysander? where is he?</div>
                     <div class="line">Ah, good Demetrius, wilt thou give him me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">I had rather give his carcass to my hounds.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Out, dog! out, cur! thou drivest me past the bounds</div>
                     <div class="line">Of maiden's patience. Hast thou slain him, then?</div>
                     <div class="line">Henceforth be never number'd among men!</div>
                     <div class="line">O, once tell true, tell true, even for my sake!</div>
                     <div class="line">Durst thou have look'd upon him being awake,</div>
                     <div class="line">And hast thou kill'd him sleeping? O brave touch!</div>
                     <div class="line">Could not a worm, an adder, do so much?</div>
                     <div class="line">An adder did it; for with doubler tongue</div>
                     <div class="line">Than thine, thou serpent, never adder stung.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">You spend your passion on a misprised mood:</div>
                     <div class="line">I am not guilty of Lysander's blood;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor is he dead, for aught that I can tell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, tell me then that he is well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">An if I could, what should I get therefore?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">A privilege never to see me more.</div>
                     <div class="line">And from thy hated presence part I so:</div>
                     <div class="line">See me no more, whether he be dead or no.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">There is no following her in this fierce vein:</div>
                     <div class="line">Here therefore for a while I will remain.</div>
                     <div class="line">So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow</div>
                     <div class="line">For debt that bankrupt sleep doth sorrow owe:</div>
                     <div class="line">Which now in some slight measure it will pay,</div>
                     <div class="line">If for his tender here I make some stay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Lies down and sleeps</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">What hast thou done? thou hast mistaken quite</div>
                     <div class="line">And laid the love-juice on some true-love's sight:</div>
                     <div class="line">Of thy misprision must perforce ensue</div>
                     <div class="line">Some true love turn'd and not a false turn'd true.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Then fate o'er-rules, that, one man holding troth,</div>
                     <div class="line">A million fail, confounding oath on oath.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">About the wood go swifter than the wind,</div>
                     <div class="line">And Helena of Athens look thou find:</div>
                     <div class="line">All fancy-sick she is and pale of cheer,</div>
                     <div class="line">With sighs of love, that costs the fresh blood dear:</div>
                     <div class="line">By some illusion see thou bring her here:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll charm his eyes against she do appear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">I go, I go; look how I go,</div>
                     <div class="line">Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Flower of this purple dye,</div>
                     <div class="line">Hit with Cupid's archery,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sink in apple of his eye.</div>
                     <div class="line">When his love he doth espy,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let her shine as gloriously</div>
                     <div class="line">As the Venus of the sky.</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou wakest, if she be by,</div>
                     <div class="line">Beg of her for remedy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter PUCK</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Captain of our fairy band,</div>
                     <div class="line">Helena is here at hand;</div>
                     <div class="line">And the youth, mistook by me,</div>
                     <div class="line">Pleading for a lover's fee.</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall we their fond pageant see?</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord, what fools these mortals be!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand aside: the noise they make</div>
                     <div class="line">Will cause Demetrius to awake.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Then will two at once woo one;</div>
                     <div class="line">That must needs be sport alone;</div>
                     <div class="line">And those things do best please me</div>
                     <div class="line">That befal preposterously.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter LYSANDER and HELENA</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Why should you think that I should woo in scorn?</div>
                     <div class="line">Scorn and derision never come in tears:</div>
                     <div class="line">Look, when I vow, I weep; and vows so born,</div>
                     <div class="line">In their nativity all truth appears.</div>
                     <div class="line">How can these things in me seem scorn to you,</div>
                     <div class="line">Bearing the badge of faith, to prove them true?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">You do advance your cunning more and more.</div>
                     <div class="line">When truth kills truth, O devilish-holy fray!</div>
                     <div class="line">These vows are Hermia's: will you give her o'er?</div>
                     <div class="line">Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh:</div>
                     <div class="line">Your vows to her and me, put in two scales,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will even weigh, and both as light as tales.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">I had no judgment when to her I swore.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor none, in my mind, now you give her o'er.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Demetrius loves her, and he loves not you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Awaking</span>  O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!</div>
                     <div class="line">To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?</div>
                     <div class="line">Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!</div>
                     <div class="line">That pure congealed white, high Taurus snow,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fann'd with the eastern wind, turns to a crow</div>
                     <div class="line">When thou hold'st up thy hand: O, let me kiss</div>
                     <div class="line">This princess of pure white, this seal of bliss!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">O spite! O hell! I see you all are bent</div>
                     <div class="line">To set against me for your merriment:</div>
                     <div class="line">If you we re civil and knew courtesy,</div>
                     <div class="line">You would not do me thus much injury.</div>
                     <div class="line">Can you not hate me, as I know you do,</div>
                     <div class="line">But you must join in souls to mock me too?</div>
                     <div class="line">If you were men, as men you are in show,</div>
                     <div class="line">You would not use a gentle lady so;</div>
                     <div class="line">To vow, and swear, and superpraise my parts,</div>
                     <div class="line">When I am sure you hate me with your hearts.</div>
                     <div class="line">You both are rivals, and love Hermia;</div>
                     <div class="line">And now both rivals, to mock Helena:</div>
                     <div class="line">A trim exploit, a manly enterprise,</div>
                     <div class="line">To conjure tears up in a poor maid's eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">With your derision! none of noble sort</div>
                     <div class="line">Would so offend a virgin, and extort</div>
                     <div class="line">A poor soul's patience, all to make you sport.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">You are unkind, Demetrius; be not so;</div>
                     <div class="line">For you love Hermia; this you know I know:</div>
                     <div class="line">And here, with all good will, with all my heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">In Hermia's love I yield you up my part;</div>
                     <div class="line">And yours of Helena to me bequeath,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whom I do love and will do till my death.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Never did mockers waste more idle breath.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Lysander, keep thy Hermia; I will none:</div>
                     <div class="line">If e'er I loved her, all that love is gone.</div>
                     <div class="line">My heart to her but as guest-wise sojourn'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">And now to Helen is it home return'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">There to remain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Helen, it is not so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Disparage not the faith thou dost not know,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lest, to thy peril, thou aby it dear.</div>
                     <div class="line">Look, where thy love comes; yonder is thy dear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter HERMIA</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Dark night, that from the eye his function takes,</div>
                     <div class="line">The ear more quick of apprehension makes;</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherein it doth impair the seeing sense,</div>
                     <div class="line">It pays the hearing double recompense.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art not by mine eye, Lysander, found;</div>
                     <div class="line">Mine ear, I thank it, brought me to thy sound</div>
                     <div class="line">But why unkindly didst thou leave me so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Why should he stay, whom love doth press to go?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">What love could press Lysander from my side?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Lysander's love, that would not let him bide,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fair Helena, who more engilds the night</div>
                     <div class="line">Than all you fiery oes and eyes of light.</div>
                     <div class="line">Why seek'st thou me? could not this make thee know,</div>
                     <div class="line">The hate I bear thee made me leave thee so?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">You speak not as you think: it cannot be.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Lo, she is one of this confederacy!</div>
                     <div class="line">Now I perceive they have conjoin'd all three</div>
                     <div class="line">To fashion this false sport, in spite of me.</div>
                     <div class="line">Injurious Hermia! most ungrateful maid!</div>
                     <div class="line">Have you conspired, have you with these contrived</div>
                     <div class="line">To bait me with this foul derision?</div>
                     <div class="line">Is all the counsel that we two have shared,</div>
                     <div class="line">The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent,</div>
                     <div class="line">When we have chid the hasty-footed time</div>
                     <div class="line">For parting us,--O, is it all forgot?</div>
                     <div class="line">All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence?</div>
                     <div class="line">We, Hermia, like two artificial gods,</div>
                     <div class="line">Have with our needles created both one flower,</div>
                     <div class="line">Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion,</div>
                     <div class="line">Both warbling of one song, both in one key,</div>
                     <div class="line">As if our hands, our sides, voices and minds,</div>
                     <div class="line">Had been incorporate. So we grow together,</div>
                     <div class="line">Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,</div>
                     <div class="line">But yet an union in partition;</div>
                     <div class="line">Two lovely berries moulded on one stem;</div>
                     <div class="line">So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart;</div>
                     <div class="line">Two of the first, like coats in heraldry,</div>
                     <div class="line">Due but to one and crowned with one crest.</div>
                     <div class="line">And will you rent our ancient love asunder,</div>
                     <div class="line">To join with men in scorning your poor friend?</div>
                     <div class="line">It is not friendly, 'tis not maidenly:</div>
                     <div class="line">Our sex, as well as I, may chide you for it,</div>
                     <div class="line">Though I alone do feel the injury.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">I am amazed at your passionate words.</div>
                     <div class="line">I scorn you not: it seems that you scorn me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Have you not set Lysander, as in scorn,</div>
                     <div class="line">To follow me and praise my eyes and face?</div>
                     <div class="line">And made your other love, Demetrius,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who even but now did spurn me with his foot,</div>
                     <div class="line">To call me goddess, nymph, divine and rare,</div>
                     <div class="line">Precious, celestial? Wherefore speaks he this</div>
                     <div class="line">To her he hates? and wherefore doth Lysander</div>
                     <div class="line">Deny your love, so rich within his soul,</div>
                     <div class="line">And tender me, forsooth, affection,</div>
                     <div class="line">But by your setting on, by your consent?</div>
                     <div class="line">What thought I be not so in grace as you,</div>
                     <div class="line">So hung upon with love, so fortunate,</div>
                     <div class="line">But miserable most, to love unloved?</div>
                     <div class="line">This you should pity rather than despise.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERNIA</div>
                     <div class="line">I understand not what you mean by this.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, do, persever, counterfeit sad looks,</div>
                     <div class="line">Make mouths upon me when I turn my back;</div>
                     <div class="line">Wink each at other; hold the sweet jest up:</div>
                     <div class="line">This sport, well carried, shall be chronicled.</div>
                     <div class="line">If you have any pity, grace, or manners,</div>
                     <div class="line">You would not make me such an argument.</div>
                     <div class="line">But fare ye well: 'tis partly my own fault;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which death or absence soon shall remedy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Stay, gentle Helena; hear my excuse:</div>
                     <div class="line">My love, my life my soul, fair Helena!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">O excellent!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweet, do not scorn her so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">If she cannot entreat, I can compel.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou canst compel no more than she entreat:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy threats have no more strength than her weak prayers.</div>
                     <div class="line">Helen, I love thee; by my life, I do:</div>
                     <div class="line">I swear by that which I will lose for thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">To prove him false that says I love thee not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">I say I love thee more than he can do.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">If thou say so, withdraw, and prove it too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Quick, come!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Lysander, whereto tends all this?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, you Ethiope!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">No, no; he'll</div>
                     <div class="line">Seem to break loose; take on as you would follow,</div>
                     <div class="line">But yet come not: you are a tame man, go!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Hang off, thou cat, thou burr! vile thing, let loose,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Why are you grown so rude? what change is this?</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweet love,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy love! out, tawny Tartar, out!</div>
                     <div class="line">Out, loathed medicine! hated potion, hence!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Do you not jest?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, sooth; and so do you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Demetrius, I will keep my word with thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">I would I had your bond, for I perceive</div>
                     <div class="line">A weak bond holds you: I'll not trust your word.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">What, should I hurt her, strike her, kill her dead?</div>
                     <div class="line">Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">What, can you do me greater harm than hate?</div>
                     <div class="line">Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news, my love!</div>
                     <div class="line">Am not I Hermia? are not you Lysander?</div>
                     <div class="line">I am as fair now as I was erewhile.</div>
                     <div class="line">Since night you loved me; yet since night you left</div>
                     <div class="line">me:</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then you left me--O, the gods forbid!--</div>
                     <div class="line">In earnest, shall I say?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, by my life;</div>
                     <div class="line">And never did desire to see thee more.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore be out of hope, of question, of doubt;</div>
                     <div class="line">Be certain, nothing truer; 'tis no jest</div>
                     <div class="line">That I do hate thee and love Helena.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">O me! you juggler! you canker-blossom!</div>
                     <div class="line">You thief of love! what, have you come by night</div>
                     <div class="line">And stolen my love's heart from him?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Fine, i'faith!</div>
                     <div class="line">Have you no modesty, no maiden shame,</div>
                     <div class="line">No touch of bashfulness? What, will you tear</div>
                     <div class="line">Impatient answers from my gentle tongue?</div>
                     <div class="line">Fie, fie! you counterfeit, you puppet, you!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Puppet? why so? ay, that way goes the game.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now I perceive that she hath made compare</div>
                     <div class="line">Between our statures; she hath urged her height;</div>
                     <div class="line">And with her personage, her tall personage,</div>
                     <div class="line">Her height, forsooth, she hath prevail'd with him.</div>
                     <div class="line">And are you grown so high in his esteem;</div>
                     <div class="line">Because I am so dwarfish and so low?</div>
                     <div class="line">How low am I, thou painted maypole? speak;</div>
                     <div class="line">How low am I? I am not yet so low</div>
                     <div class="line">But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray you, though you mock me, gentlemen,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let her not hurt me: I was never curst;</div>
                     <div class="line">I have no gift at all in shrewishness;</div>
                     <div class="line">I am a right maid for my cowardice:</div>
                     <div class="line">Let her not strike me. You perhaps may think,</div>
                     <div class="line">Because she is something lower than myself,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I can match her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Lower! hark, again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">Good Hermia, do not be so bitter with me.</div>
                     <div class="line">I evermore did love you, Hermia,</div>
                     <div class="line">Did ever keep your counsels, never wrong'd you;</div>
                     <div class="line">Save that, in love unto Demetrius,</div>
                     <div class="line">I told him of your stealth unto this wood.</div>
                     <div class="line">He follow'd you; for love I follow'd him;</div>
                     <div class="line">But he hath chid me hence and threaten'd me</div>
                     <div class="line">To strike me, spurn me, nay, to kill me too:</div>
                     <div class="line">And now, so you will let me quiet go,</div>
                     <div class="line">To Athens will I bear my folly back</div>
                     <div class="line">And follow you no further: let me go:</div>
                     <div class="line">You see how simple and how fond I am.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, get you gone: who is't that hinders you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">A foolish heart, that I leave here behind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">What, with Lysander?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">With Demetrius.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Be not afraid; she shall not harm thee, Helena.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">No, sir, she shall not, though you take her part.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd!</div>
                     <div class="line">She was a vixen when she went to school;</div>
                     <div class="line">And though she be but little, she is fierce.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">'Little' again! nothing but 'low' and 'little'!</div>
                     <div class="line">Why will you suffer her to flout me thus?</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me come to her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Get you gone, you dwarf;</div>
                     <div class="line">You minimus, of hindering knot-grass made;</div>
                     <div class="line">You bead, you acorn.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">You are too officious</div>
                     <div class="line">In her behalf that scorns your services.</div>
                     <div class="line">Let her alone: speak not of Helena;</div>
                     <div class="line">Take not her part; for, if thou dost intend</div>
                     <div class="line">Never so little show of love to her,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou shalt aby it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Now she holds me not;</div>
                     <div class="line">Now follow, if thou darest, to try whose right,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of thine or mine, is most in Helena.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Follow! nay, I'll go with thee, cheek by jole.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt LYSANDER and DEMETRIUS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">You, mistress, all this coil is 'long of you:</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, go not back.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not trust you, I,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor longer stay in your curst company.</div>
                     <div class="line">Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray,</div>
                     <div class="line">My legs are longer though, to run away.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">I am amazed, and know not what to say.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">This is thy negligence: still thou mistakest,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or else committ'st thy knaveries wilfully.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Believe me, king of shadows, I mistook.</div>
                     <div class="line">Did not you tell me I should know the man</div>
                     <div class="line">By the Athenian garment be had on?</div>
                     <div class="line">And so far blameless proves my enterprise,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I have 'nointed an Athenian's eyes;</div>
                     <div class="line">And so far am I glad it so did sort</div>
                     <div class="line">As this their jangling I esteem a sport.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou see'st these lovers seek a place to fight:</div>
                     <div class="line">Hie therefore, Robin, overcast the night;</div>
                     <div class="line">The starry welkin cover thou anon</div>
                     <div class="line">With drooping fog as black as Acheron,</div>
                     <div class="line">And lead these testy rivals so astray</div>
                     <div class="line">As one come not within another's way.</div>
                     <div class="line">Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue,</div>
                     <div class="line">Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong;</div>
                     <div class="line">And sometime rail thou like Demetrius;</div>
                     <div class="line">And from each other look thou lead them thus,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting sleep</div>
                     <div class="line">With leaden legs and batty wings doth creep:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose liquor hath this virtuous property,</div>
                     <div class="line">To take from thence all error with his might,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make his eyeballs roll with wonted sight.</div>
                     <div class="line">When they next wake, all this derision</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall seem a dream and fruitless vision,</div>
                     <div class="line">And back to Athens shall the lovers wend,</div>
                     <div class="line">With league whose date till death shall never end.</div>
                     <div class="line">Whiles I in this affair do thee employ,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll to my queen and beg her Indian boy;</div>
                     <div class="line">And then I will her charmed eye release</div>
                     <div class="line">From monster's view, and all things shall be peace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">My fairy lord, this must be done with haste,</div>
                     <div class="line">For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast,</div>
                     <div class="line">And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger;</div>
                     <div class="line">At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and there,</div>
                     <div class="line">Troop home to churchyards: damned spirits all,</div>
                     <div class="line">That in crossways and floods have burial,</div>
                     <div class="line">Already to their wormy beds are gone;</div>
                     <div class="line">For fear lest day should look their shames upon,</div>
                     <div class="line">They willfully themselves exile from light</div>
                     <div class="line">And must for aye consort with black-brow'd night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">But we are spirits of another sort:</div>
                     <div class="line">I with the morning's love have oft made sport,</div>
                     <div class="line">And, like a forester, the groves may tread,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even till the eastern gate, all fiery-red,</div>
                     <div class="line">Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams,</div>
                     <div class="line">Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, notwithstanding, haste; make no delay:</div>
                     <div class="line">We may effect this business yet ere day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Up and down, up and down,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will lead them up and down:</div>
                     <div class="line">I am fear'd in field and town:</div>
                     <div class="line">Goblin, lead them up and down.</div>
                     <div class="line">Here comes one.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter LYSANDER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Where art thou, proud Demetrius? speak thou now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, villain; drawn and ready. Where art thou?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">I will be with thee straight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Follow me, then,</div>
                     <div class="line">To plainer ground.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit LYSANDER, as following the voice</p>
               <p>Re-enter DEMETRIUS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Lysander! speak again:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou runaway, thou coward, art thou fled?</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide thy head?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars,</div>
                     <div class="line">Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars,</div>
                     <div class="line">And wilt not come? Come, recreant; come, thou child;</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll whip thee with a rod: he is defiled</div>
                     <div class="line">That draws a sword on thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, art thou there?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Follow my voice: we'll try no manhood here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
               <p>Re-enter LYSANDER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">He goes before me and still dares me on:</div>
                     <div class="line">When I come where he calls, then he is gone.</div>
                     <div class="line">The villain is much lighter-heel'd than I:</div>
                     <div class="line">I follow'd fast, but faster he did fly;</div>
                     <div class="line">That fallen am I in dark uneven way,</div>
                     <div class="line">And here will rest me.</div>
                     <p>Lies down</p>
                     <div class="line">Come, thou gentle day!</div>
                     <div class="line">For if but once thou show me thy grey light,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll find Demetrius and revenge this spite.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Sleeps</p>
               <p>Re-enter PUCK and DEMETRIUS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Ho, ho, ho! Coward, why comest thou not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Abide me, if thou darest; for well I wot</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou runn'st before me, shifting every place,</div>
                     <div class="line">And darest not stand, nor look me in the face.</div>
                     <div class="line">Where art thou now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Come hither: I am here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, then, thou mock'st me. Thou shalt buy this dear,</div>
                     <div class="line">If ever I thy face by daylight see:</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, go thy way. Faintness constraineth me</div>
                     <div class="line">To measure out my length on this cold bed.</div>
                     <div class="line">By day's approach look to be visited.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Lies down and sleeps</p>
               <p>Re-enter HELENA</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">O weary night, O long and tedious night,</div>
                     <div class="line">Abate thy hour! Shine comforts from the east,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I may back to Athens by daylight,</div>
                     <div class="line">From these that my poor company detest:</div>
                     <div class="line">And sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">Steal me awhile from mine own company.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Lies down and sleeps</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet but three? Come one more;</div>
                     <div class="line">Two of both kinds make up four.</div>
                     <div class="line">Here she comes, curst and sad:</div>
                     <div class="line">Cupid is a knavish lad,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus to make poor females mad.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter HERMIA</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Never so weary, never so in woe,</div>
                     <div class="line">Bedabbled with the dew and torn with briers,</div>
                     <div class="line">I can no further crawl, no further go;</div>
                     <div class="line">My legs can keep no pace with my desires.</div>
                     <div class="line">Here will I rest me till the break of day.</div>
                     <div class="line">Heavens shield Lysander, if they mean a fray!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Lies down and sleeps</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">On the ground</div>
                     <div class="line">Sleep sound:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll apply</div>
                     <div class="line">To your eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">Gentle lover, remedy.</div>
                     <p>Squeezing the juice on LYSANDER's eyes</p>
                     <div class="line">When thou wakest,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou takest</div>
                     <div class="line">True delight</div>
                     <div class="line">In the sight</div>
                     <div class="line">Of thy former lady's eye:</div>
                     <div class="line">And the country proverb known,</div>
                     <div class="line">That every man should take his own,</div>
                     <div class="line">In your waking shall be shown:</div>
                     <div class="line">Jack shall have Jill;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nought shall go ill;</div>
                     <div class="line">The man shall have his mare again, and all shall be well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.6">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 4. ACT IV</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  The same. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA lying asleep.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  The same. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA lying asleep.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter TITANIA and BOTTOM; PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH,
MUSTARDSEED, and other Fairies attending; OBERON
behind unseen</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, sit thee down upon this flowery bed,</div>
                     <div class="line">While I thy amiable cheeks do coy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And stick musk-roses in thy sleek smooth head,</div>
                     <div class="line">And kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Where's Peaseblossom?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PEASEBLOSSOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Ready.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Scratch my head Peaseblossom. Where's Mounsieur Cobweb?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">COBWEB</div>
                     <div class="line">Ready.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Mounsieur Cobweb, good mounsieur, get you your</div>
                     <div class="line">weapons in your hand, and kill me a red-hipped</div>
                     <div class="line">humble-bee on the top of a thistle; and, good</div>
                     <div class="line">mounsieur, bring me the honey-bag. Do not fret</div>
                     <div class="line">yourself too much in the action, mounsieur; and,</div>
                     <div class="line">good mounsieur, have a care the honey-bag break not;</div>
                     <div class="line">I would be loath to have you overflown with a</div>
                     <div class="line">honey-bag, signior. Where's Mounsieur Mustardseed?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MUSTARDSEED</div>
                     <div class="line">Ready.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me your neaf, Mounsieur Mustardseed. Pray you,</div>
                     <div class="line">leave your courtesy, good mounsieur.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MUSTARDSEED</div>
                     <div class="line">What's your Will?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing, good mounsieur, but to help Cavalery Cobweb</div>
                     <div class="line">to scratch. I must to the barber's, monsieur; for</div>
                     <div class="line">methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face; and I</div>
                     <div class="line">am such a tender ass, if my hair do but tickle me,</div>
                     <div class="line">I must scratch.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">What, wilt thou hear some music,</div>
                     <div class="line">my sweet love?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">I have a reasonable good ear in music. Let's have</div>
                     <div class="line">the tongs and the bones.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Or say, sweet love, what thou desirest to eat.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Truly, a peck of provender: I could munch your good</div>
                     <div class="line">dry oats. Methinks I have a great desire to a bottle</div>
                     <div class="line">of hay: good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">I have a venturous fairy that shall seek</div>
                     <div class="line">The squirrel's hoard, and fetch thee new nuts.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">I had rather have a handful or two of dried peas.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, I pray you, let none of your people stir me: I</div>
                     <div class="line">have an exposition of sleep come upon me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms.</div>
                     <div class="line">Fairies, begone, and be all ways away.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt fairies</p>
                     <div class="line">So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle</div>
                     <div class="line">Gently entwist; the female ivy so</div>
                     <div class="line">Enrings the barky fingers of the elm.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, how I love thee! how I dote on thee!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>They sleep</p>
               <p>Enter PUCK</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Advancing</span>  Welcome, good Robin.</div>
                     <div class="line">See'st thou this sweet sight?</div>
                     <div class="line">Her dotage now I do begin to pity:</div>
                     <div class="line">For, meeting her of late behind the wood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Seeking sweet favours from this hateful fool,</div>
                     <div class="line">I did upbraid her and fall out with her;</div>
                     <div class="line">For she his hairy temples then had rounded</div>
                     <div class="line">With a coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;</div>
                     <div class="line">And that same dew, which sometime on the buds</div>
                     <div class="line">Was wont to swell like round and orient pearls,</div>
                     <div class="line">Stood now within the pretty flowerets' eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail.</div>
                     <div class="line">When I had at my pleasure taunted her</div>
                     <div class="line">And she in mild terms begg'd my patience,</div>
                     <div class="line">I then did ask of her her changeling child;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent</div>
                     <div class="line">To bear him to my bower in fairy land.</div>
                     <div class="line">And now I have the boy, I will undo</div>
                     <div class="line">This hateful imperfection of her eyes:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp</div>
                     <div class="line">From off the head of this Athenian swain;</div>
                     <div class="line">That, he awaking when the other do,</div>
                     <div class="line">May all to Athens back again repair</div>
                     <div class="line">And think no more of this night's accidents</div>
                     <div class="line">But as the fierce vexation of a dream.</div>
                     <div class="line">But first I will release the fairy queen.</div>
                     <div class="line">Be as thou wast wont to be;</div>
                     <div class="line">See as thou wast wont to see:</div>
                     <div class="line">Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath such force and blessed power.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">My Oberon! what visions have I seen!</div>
                     <div class="line">Methought I was enamour'd of an ass.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">There lies your love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">How came these things to pass?</div>
                     <div class="line">O, how mine eyes do loathe his visage now!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Silence awhile. Robin, take off this head.</div>
                     <div class="line">Titania, music call; and strike more dead</div>
                     <div class="line">Than common sleep of all these five the sense.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Music, ho! music, such as charmeth sleep!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Music, still</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, when thou wakest, with thine</div>
                     <div class="line">own fool's eyes peep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Sound, music! Come, my queen, take hands with me,</div>
                     <div class="line">And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now thou and I are new in amity,</div>
                     <div class="line">And will to-morrow midnight solemnly</div>
                     <div class="line">Dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly,</div>
                     <div class="line">And bless it to all fair prosperity:</div>
                     <div class="line">There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be</div>
                     <div class="line">Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Fairy king, attend, and mark:</div>
                     <div class="line">I do hear the morning lark.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, my queen, in silence sad,</div>
                     <div class="line">Trip we after the night's shade:</div>
                     <div class="line">We the globe can compass soon,</div>
                     <div class="line">Swifter than the wandering moon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, my lord, and in our flight</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell me how it came this night</div>
                     <div class="line">That I sleeping here was found</div>
                     <div class="line">With these mortals on the ground.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt</p>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Horns winded within</p>
               <p>Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, one of you, find out the forester;</div>
                     <div class="line">For now our observation is perform'd;</div>
                     <div class="line">And since we have the vaward of the day,</div>
                     <div class="line">My love shall hear the music of my hounds.</div>
                     <div class="line">Uncouple in the western valley; let them go:</div>
                     <div class="line">Dispatch, I say, and find the forester.</div>
                     <p>Exit an Attendant</p>
                     <div class="line">We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top,</div>
                     <div class="line">And mark the musical confusion</div>
                     <div class="line">Of hounds and echo in conjunction.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">I was with Hercules and Cadmus once,</div>
                     <div class="line">When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear</div>
                     <div class="line">With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear</div>
                     <div class="line">Such gallant chiding: for, besides the groves,</div>
                     <div class="line">The skies, the fountains, every region near</div>
                     <div class="line">Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never heard</div>
                     <div class="line">So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind,</div>
                     <div class="line">So flew'd, so sanded, and their heads are hung</div>
                     <div class="line">With ears that sweep away the morning dew;</div>
                     <div class="line">Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls;</div>
                     <div class="line">Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells,</div>
                     <div class="line">Each under each. A cry more tuneable</div>
                     <div class="line">Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn,</div>
                     <div class="line">In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly:</div>
                     <div class="line">Judge when you hear. But, soft! what nymphs are these?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, this is my daughter here asleep;</div>
                     <div class="line">And this, Lysander; this Demetrius is;</div>
                     <div class="line">This Helena, old Nedar's Helena:</div>
                     <div class="line">I wonder of their being here together.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">No doubt they rose up early to observe</div>
                     <div class="line">The rite of May, and hearing our intent,</div>
                     <div class="line">Came here in grace our solemnity.</div>
                     <div class="line">But speak, Egeus; is not this the day</div>
                     <div class="line">That Hermia should give answer of her choice?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">It is, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, bid the huntsmen wake them with their horns.</div>
                     <p>Horns and shout within. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS,
HELENA, and HERMIA wake and start up</p>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is past:</div>
                     <div class="line">Begin these wood-birds but to couple now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Pardon, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray you all, stand up.</div>
                     <div class="line">I know you two are rival enemies:</div>
                     <div class="line">How comes this gentle concord in the world,</div>
                     <div class="line">That hatred is so far from jealousy,</div>
                     <div class="line">To sleep by hate, and fear no enmity?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I shall reply amazedly,</div>
                     <div class="line">Half sleep, half waking: but as yet, I swear,</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot truly say how I came here;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, as I think,--for truly would I speak,</div>
                     <div class="line">And now do I bethink me, so it is,--</div>
                     <div class="line">I came with Hermia hither: our intent</div>
                     <div class="line">Was to be gone from Athens, where we might,</div>
                     <div class="line">Without the peril of the Athenian law.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Enough, enough, my lord; you have enough:</div>
                     <div class="line">I beg the law, the law, upon his head.</div>
                     <div class="line">They would have stolen away; they would, Demetrius,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thereby to have defeated you and me,</div>
                     <div class="line">You of your wife and me of my consent,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of my consent that she should be your wife.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, fair Helen told me of their stealth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of this their purpose hither to this wood;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I in fury hither follow'd them,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fair Helena in fancy following me.</div>
                     <div class="line">But, my good lord, I wot not by what power,--</div>
                     <div class="line">But by some power it is,--my love to Hermia,</div>
                     <div class="line">Melted as the snow, seems to me now</div>
                     <div class="line">As the remembrance of an idle gaud</div>
                     <div class="line">Which in my childhood I did dote upon;</div>
                     <div class="line">And all the faith, the virtue of my heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">The object and the pleasure of mine eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">Is only Helena. To her, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Was I betroth'd ere I saw Hermia:</div>
                     <div class="line">But, like in sickness, did I loathe this food;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, as in health, come to my natural taste,</div>
                     <div class="line">Now I do wish it, love it, long for it,</div>
                     <div class="line">And will for evermore be true to it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Fair lovers, you are fortunately met:</div>
                     <div class="line">Of this discourse we more will hear anon.</div>
                     <div class="line">Egeus, I will overbear your will;</div>
                     <div class="line">For in the temple by and by with us</div>
                     <div class="line">These couples shall eternally be knit:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, for the morning now is something worn,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our purposed hunting shall be set aside.</div>
                     <div class="line">Away with us to Athens; three and three,</div>
                     <div class="line">We'll hold a feast in great solemnity.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, Hippolyta.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">These things seem small and undistinguishable,</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Methinks I see these things with parted eye,</div>
                     <div class="line">When every thing seems double.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">So methinks:</div>
                     <div class="line">And I have found Demetrius like a jewel,</div>
                     <div class="line">Mine own, and not mine own.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Are you sure</div>
                     <div class="line">That we are awake? It seems to me</div>
                     <div class="line">That yet we sleep, we dream. Do not you think</div>
                     <div class="line">The duke was here, and bid us follow him?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea; and my father.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                     <div class="line">And Hippolyta.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">And he did bid us follow to the temple.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then, we are awake: let's follow him</div>
                     <div class="line">And by the way let us recount our dreams.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Awaking</span>  When my cue comes, call me, and I will</div>
                     <div class="line">answer: my next is, 'Most fair Pyramus.' Heigh-ho!</div>
                     <div class="line">Peter Quince! Flute, the bellows-mender! Snout,</div>
                     <div class="line">the tinker! Starveling! God's my life, stolen</div>
                     <div class="line">hence, and left me asleep! I have had a most rare</div>
                     <div class="line">vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to</div>
                     <div class="line">say what dream it was: man is but an ass, if he go</div>
                     <div class="line">about to expound this dream. Methought I was--there</div>
                     <div class="line">is no man can tell what. Methought I was,--and</div>
                     <div class="line">methought I had,--but man is but a patched fool, if</div>
                     <div class="line">he will offer to say what methought I had. The eye</div>
                     <div class="line">of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not</div>
                     <div class="line">seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue</div>
                     <div class="line">to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream</div>
                     <div class="line">was. I will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of</div>
                     <div class="line">this dream: it shall be called Bottom's Dream,</div>
                     <div class="line">because it hath no bottom; and I will sing it in the</div>
                     <div class="line">latter end of a play, before the duke:</div>
                     <div class="line">peradventure, to make it the more gracious, I shall</div>
                     <div class="line">sing it at her death.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter QUINCE, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Have you sent to Bottom's house? is he come home yet?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">STARVELING</div>
                     <div class="line">He cannot be heard of. Out of doubt he is</div>
                     <div class="line">transported.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                     <div class="line">If he come not, then the play is marred: it goes</div>
                     <div class="line">not forward, doth it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">It is not possible: you have not a man in all</div>
                     <div class="line">Athens able to discharge Pyramus but he.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                     <div class="line">No, he hath simply the best wit of any handicraft</div>
                     <div class="line">man in Athens.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea and the best person too; and he is a very</div>
                     <div class="line">paramour for a sweet voice.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                     <div class="line">You must say 'paragon:' a paramour is, God bless us,</div>
                     <div class="line">a thing of naught.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter SNUG</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SNUG</div>
                     <div class="line">Masters, the duke is coming from the temple, and</div>
                     <div class="line">there is two or three lords and ladies more married:</div>
                     <div class="line">if our sport had gone forward, we had all been made</div>
                     <div class="line">men.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                     <div class="line">O sweet bully Bottom! Thus hath he lost sixpence a</div>
                     <div class="line">day during his life; he could not have 'scaped</div>
                     <div class="line">sixpence a day: an the duke had not given him</div>
                     <div class="line">sixpence a day for playing Pyramus, I'll be hanged;</div>
                     <div class="line">he would have deserved it: sixpence a day in</div>
                     <div class="line">Pyramus, or nothing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter BOTTOM</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Where are these lads? where are these hearts?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Bottom! O most courageous day! O most happy hour!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Masters, I am to discourse wonders: but ask me not</div>
                     <div class="line">what; for if I tell you, I am no true Athenian. I</div>
                     <div class="line">will tell you every thing, right as it fell out.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us hear, sweet Bottom.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">Not a word of me. All that I will tell you is, that</div>
                     <div class="line">the duke hath dined. Get your apparel together,</div>
                     <div class="line">good strings to your beards, new ribbons to your</div>
                     <div class="line">pumps; meet presently at the palace; every man look</div>
                     <div class="line">o'er his part; for the short and the long is, our</div>
                     <div class="line">play is preferred. In any case, let Thisby have</div>
                     <div class="line">clean linen; and let not him that plays the lion</div>
                     <div class="line">pair his nails, for they shall hang out for the</div>
                     <div class="line">lion's claws. And, most dear actors, eat no onions</div>
                     <div class="line">nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath; and I</div>
                     <div class="line">do not doubt but to hear them say, it is a sweet</div>
                     <div class="line">comedy. No more words: away! go, away!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.7">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 5. ACT V</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, Lords and
Attendants</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis strange my Theseus, that these</div>
                     <div class="line">lovers speak of.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">More strange than true: I never may believe</div>
                     <div class="line">These antique fables, nor these fairy toys.</div>
                     <div class="line">Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,</div>
                     <div class="line">Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend</div>
                     <div class="line">More than cool reason ever comprehends.</div>
                     <div class="line">The lunatic, the lover and the poet</div>
                     <div class="line">Are of imagination all compact:</div>
                     <div class="line">One sees more devils than vast hell can hold,</div>
                     <div class="line">That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:</div>
                     <div class="line">The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling,</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;</div>
                     <div class="line">And as imagination bodies forth</div>
                     <div class="line">The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen</div>
                     <div class="line">Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing</div>
                     <div class="line">A local habitation and a name.</div>
                     <div class="line">Such tricks hath strong imagination,</div>
                     <div class="line">That if it would but apprehend some joy,</div>
                     <div class="line">It comprehends some bringer of that joy;</div>
                     <div class="line">Or in the night, imagining some fear,</div>
                     <div class="line">How easy is a bush supposed a bear!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">But all the story of the night told over,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all their minds transfigured so together,</div>
                     <div class="line">More witnesseth than fancy's images</div>
                     <div class="line">And grows to something of great constancy;</div>
                     <div class="line">But, howsoever, strange and admirable.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth.</div>
                     <p>Enter LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HERMIA, and HELENA</p>
                     <div class="line">Joy, gentle friends! joy and fresh days of love</div>
                     <div class="line">Accompany your hearts!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">More than to us</div>
                     <div class="line">Wait in your royal walks, your board, your bed!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Come now; what masques, what dances shall we have,</div>
                     <div class="line">To wear away this long age of three hours</div>
                     <div class="line">Between our after-supper and bed-time?</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is our usual manager of mirth?</div>
                     <div class="line">What revels are in hand? Is there no play,</div>
                     <div class="line">To ease the anguish of a torturing hour?</div>
                     <div class="line">Call Philostrate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, mighty Theseus.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Say, what abridgement have you for this evening?</div>
                     <div class="line">What masque? what music? How shall we beguile</div>
                     <div class="line">The lazy time, if not with some delight?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                     <div class="line">There is a brief how many sports are ripe:</div>
                     <div class="line">Make choice of which your highness will see first.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Giving a paper</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Reads</span>  'The battle with the Centaurs, to be sung</div>
                     <div class="line">By an Athenian eunuch to the harp.'</div>
                     <div class="line">We'll none of that: that have I told my love,</div>
                     <div class="line">In glory of my kinsman Hercules.</div>
                     <p>Reads</p>
                     <div class="line">'The riot of the tipsy Bacchanals,</div>
                     <div class="line">Tearing the Thracian singer in their rage.'</div>
                     <div class="line">That is an old device; and it was play'd</div>
                     <div class="line">When I from Thebes came last a conqueror.</div>
                     <p>Reads</p>
                     <div class="line">'The thrice three Muses mourning for the death</div>
                     <div class="line">Of Learning, late deceased in beggary.'</div>
                     <div class="line">That is some satire, keen and critical,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony.</div>
                     <p>Reads</p>
                     <div class="line">'A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus</div>
                     <div class="line">And his love Thisbe; very tragical mirth.'</div>
                     <div class="line">Merry and tragical! tedious and brief!</div>
                     <div class="line">That is, hot ice and wondrous strange snow.</div>
                     <div class="line">How shall we find the concord of this discord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                     <div class="line">A play there is, my lord, some ten words long,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which is as brief as I have known a play;</div>
                     <div class="line">But by ten words, my lord, it is too long,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which makes it tedious; for in all the play</div>
                     <div class="line">There is not one word apt, one player fitted:</div>
                     <div class="line">And tragical, my noble lord, it is;</div>
                     <div class="line">For Pyramus therein doth kill himself.</div>
                     <div class="line">Which, when I saw rehearsed, I must confess,</div>
                     <div class="line">Made mine eyes water; but more merry tears</div>
                     <div class="line">The passion of loud laughter never shed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">What are they that do play it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                     <div class="line">Hard-handed men that work in Athens here,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which never labour'd in their minds till now,</div>
                     <div class="line">And now have toil'd their unbreathed memories</div>
                     <div class="line">With this same play, against your nuptial.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">And we will hear it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                     <div class="line">No, my noble lord;</div>
                     <div class="line">It is not for you: I have heard it over,</div>
                     <div class="line">And it is nothing, nothing in the world;</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless you can find sport in their intents,</div>
                     <div class="line">Extremely stretch'd and conn'd with cruel pain,</div>
                     <div class="line">To do you service.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">I will hear that play;</div>
                     <div class="line">For never anything can be amiss,</div>
                     <div class="line">When simpleness and duty tender it.</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, bring them in: and take your places, ladies.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit PHILOSTRATE</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">I love not to see wretchedness o'er charged</div>
                     <div class="line">And duty in his service perishing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, gentle sweet, you shall see no such thing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">He says they can do nothing in this kind.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">The kinder we, to give them thanks for nothing.</div>
                     <div class="line">Our sport shall be to take what they mistake:</div>
                     <div class="line">And what poor duty cannot do, noble respect</div>
                     <div class="line">Takes it in might, not merit.</div>
                     <div class="line">Where I have come, great clerks have purposed</div>
                     <div class="line">To greet me with premeditated welcomes;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where I have seen them shiver and look pale,</div>
                     <div class="line">Make periods in the midst of sentences,</div>
                     <div class="line">Throttle their practised accent in their fears</div>
                     <div class="line">And in conclusion dumbly have broke off,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not paying me a welcome. Trust me, sweet,</div>
                     <div class="line">Out of this silence yet I pick'd a welcome;</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the modesty of fearful duty</div>
                     <div class="line">I read as much as from the rattling tongue</div>
                     <div class="line">Of saucy and audacious eloquence.</div>
                     <div class="line">Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity</div>
                     <div class="line">In least speak most, to my capacity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter PHILOSTRATE</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                     <div class="line">So please your grace, the Prologue is address'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Let him approach.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Flourish of trumpets</p>
               <p>Enter QUINCE for the Prologue</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Prologue</div>
                     <div class="line">If we offend, it is with our good will.</div>
                     <div class="line">That you should think, we come not to offend,</div>
                     <div class="line">But with good will. To show our simple skill,</div>
                     <div class="line">That is the true beginning of our end.</div>
                     <div class="line">Consider then we come but in despite.</div>
                     <div class="line">We do not come as minding to contest you,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our true intent is. All for your delight</div>
                     <div class="line">We are not here. That you should here repent you,</div>
                     <div class="line">The actors are at hand and by their show</div>
                     <div class="line">You shall know all that you are like to know.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">This fellow doth not stand upon points.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath rid his prologue like a rough colt; he knows</div>
                     <div class="line">not the stop. A good moral, my lord: it is not</div>
                     <div class="line">enough to speak, but to speak true.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed he hath played on his prologue like a child</div>
                     <div class="line">on a recorder; a sound, but not in government.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">His speech, was like a tangled chain; nothing</div>
                     <div class="line">impaired, but all disordered. Who is next?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Pyramus and Thisbe, Wall, Moonshine, and Lion</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Prologue</div>
                     <div class="line">Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show;</div>
                     <div class="line">But wonder on, till truth make all things plain.</div>
                     <div class="line">This man is Pyramus, if you would know;</div>
                     <div class="line">This beauteous lady Thisby is certain.</div>
                     <div class="line">This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present</div>
                     <div class="line">Wall, that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder;</div>
                     <div class="line">And through Wall's chink, poor souls, they are content</div>
                     <div class="line">To whisper. At the which let no man wonder.</div>
                     <div class="line">This man, with lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn,</div>
                     <div class="line">Presenteth Moonshine; for, if you will know,</div>
                     <div class="line">By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn</div>
                     <div class="line">To meet at Ninus' tomb, there, there to woo.</div>
                     <div class="line">This grisly beast, which Lion hight by name,</div>
                     <div class="line">The trusty Thisby, coming first by night,</div>
                     <div class="line">Did scare away, or rather did affright;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, as she fled, her mantle she did fall,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain.</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth and tall,</div>
                     <div class="line">And finds his trusty Thisby's mantle slain:</div>
                     <div class="line">Whereat, with blade, with bloody blameful blade,</div>
                     <div class="line">He bravely broach'd is boiling bloody breast;</div>
                     <div class="line">And Thisby, tarrying in mulberry shade,</div>
                     <div class="line">His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let Lion, Moonshine, Wall, and lovers twain</div>
                     <div class="line">At large discourse, while here they do remain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt Prologue, Thisbe, Lion, and Moonshine</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">I wonder if the lion be to speak.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">No wonder, my lord: one lion may, when many asses do.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Wall</div>
                     <div class="line">In this same interlude it doth befall</div>
                     <div class="line">That I, one Snout by name, present a wall;</div>
                     <div class="line">And such a wall, as I would have you think,</div>
                     <div class="line">That had in it a crannied hole or chink,</div>
                     <div class="line">Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby,</div>
                     <div class="line">Did whisper often very secretly.</div>
                     <div class="line">This loam, this rough-cast and this stone doth show</div>
                     <div class="line">That I am that same wall; the truth is so:</div>
                     <div class="line">And this the cranny is, right and sinister,</div>
                     <div class="line">Through which the fearful lovers are to whisper.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Would you desire lime and hair to speak better?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard</div>
                     <div class="line">discourse, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Pyramus</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Pyramus draws near the wall: silence!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pyramus</div>
                     <div class="line">O grim-look'd night! O night with hue so black!</div>
                     <div class="line">O night, which ever art when day is not!</div>
                     <div class="line">O night, O night! alack, alack, alack,</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear my Thisby's promise is forgot!</div>
                     <div class="line">And thou, O wall, O sweet, O lovely wall,</div>
                     <div class="line">That stand'st between her father's ground and mine!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou wall, O wall, O sweet and lovely wall,</div>
                     <div class="line">Show me thy chink, to blink through with mine eyne!</div>
                     <p>Wall holds up his fingers</p>
                     <div class="line">Thanks, courteous wall: Jove shield thee well for this!</div>
                     <div class="line">But what see I? No Thisby do I see.</div>
                     <div class="line">O wicked wall, through whom I see no bliss!</div>
                     <div class="line">Cursed be thy stones for thus deceiving me!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">The wall, methinks, being sensible, should curse again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pyramus</div>
                     <div class="line">No, in truth, sir, he should not. 'Deceiving me'</div>
                     <div class="line">is Thisby's cue: she is to enter now, and I am to</div>
                     <div class="line">spy her through the wall. You shall see, it will</div>
                     <div class="line">fall pat as I told you. Yonder she comes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Thisbe</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Thisbe</div>
                     <div class="line">O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans,</div>
                     <div class="line">For parting my fair Pyramus and me!</div>
                     <div class="line">My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones,</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy stones with lime and hair knit up in thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pyramus</div>
                     <div class="line">I see a voice: now will I to the chink,</div>
                     <div class="line">To spy an I can hear my Thisby's face. Thisby!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Thisbe</div>
                     <div class="line">My love thou art, my love I think.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pyramus</div>
                     <div class="line">Think what thou wilt, I am thy lover's grace;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, like Limander, am I trusty still.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Thisbe</div>
                     <div class="line">And I like Helen, till the Fates me kill.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pyramus</div>
                     <div class="line">Not Shafalus to Procrus was so true.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Thisbe</div>
                     <div class="line">As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pyramus</div>
                     <div class="line">O kiss me through the hole of this vile wall!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Thisbe</div>
                     <div class="line">I kiss the wall's hole, not your lips at all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pyramus</div>
                     <div class="line">Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me straightway?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Thisbe</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tide life, 'tide death, I come without delay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt Pyramus and Thisbe</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Wall</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus have I, Wall, my part discharged so;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, being done, thus Wall away doth go.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Now is the mural down between the two neighbours.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">No remedy, my lord, when walls are so wilful to hear</div>
                     <div class="line">without warning.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">The best in this kind are but shadows; and the worst</div>
                     <div class="line">are no worse, if imagination amend them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">It must be your imagination then, and not theirs.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">If we imagine no worse of them than they of</div>
                     <div class="line">themselves, they may pass for excellent men. Here</div>
                     <div class="line">come two noble beasts in, a man and a lion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Lion and Moonshine</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lion</div>
                     <div class="line">You, ladies, you, whose gentle hearts do fear</div>
                     <div class="line">The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor,</div>
                     <div class="line">May now perchance both quake and tremble here,</div>
                     <div class="line">When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar.</div>
                     <div class="line">Then know that I, one Snug the joiner, am</div>
                     <div class="line">A lion-fell, nor else no lion's dam;</div>
                     <div class="line">For, if I should as lion come in strife</div>
                     <div class="line">Into this place, 'twere pity on my life.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">A very gentle beast, of a good conscience.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">The very best at a beast, my lord, that e'er I saw.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">This lion is a very fox for his valour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">True; and a goose for his discretion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Not so, my lord; for his valour cannot carry his</div>
                     <div class="line">discretion; and the fox carries the goose.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry his valour;</div>
                     <div class="line">for the goose carries not the fox. It is well:</div>
                     <div class="line">leave it to his discretion, and let us listen to the moon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Moonshine</div>
                     <div class="line">This lanthorn doth the horned moon present;--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">He should have worn the horns on his head.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">He is no crescent, and his horns are</div>
                     <div class="line">invisible within the circumference.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Moonshine</div>
                     <div class="line">This lanthorn doth the horned moon present;</div>
                     <div class="line">Myself the man i' the moon do seem to be.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the greatest error of all the rest: the man</div>
                     <div class="line">should be put into the lanthorn. How is it else the</div>
                     <div class="line">man i' the moon?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">He dares not come there for the candle; for, you</div>
                     <div class="line">see, it is already in snuff.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">I am aweary of this moon: would he would change!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">It appears, by his small light of discretion, that</div>
                     <div class="line">he is in the wane; but yet, in courtesy, in all</div>
                     <div class="line">reason, we must stay the time.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Proceed, Moon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Moonshine</div>
                     <div class="line">All that I have to say, is, to tell you that the</div>
                     <div class="line">lanthorn is the moon; I, the man in the moon; this</div>
                     <div class="line">thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this dog, my dog.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, all these should be in the lanthorn; for all</div>
                     <div class="line">these are in the moon. But, silence! here comes Thisbe.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Thisbe</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Thisbe</div>
                     <div class="line">This is old Ninny's tomb. Where is my love?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Lion</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Roaring</span>  Oh--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Thisbe runs off</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Well roared, Lion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Well run, Thisbe.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">Well shone, Moon. Truly, the moon shines with a</div>
                     <div class="line">good grace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>The Lion shakes Thisbe's mantle, and exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Well moused, Lion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">And so the lion vanished.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">And then came Pyramus.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Pyramus</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pyramus</div>
                     <div class="line">Sweet Moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams;</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank thee, Moon, for shining now so bright;</div>
                     <div class="line">For, by thy gracious, golden, glittering gleams,</div>
                     <div class="line">I trust to take of truest Thisby sight.</div>
                     <div class="line">But stay, O spite!</div>
                     <div class="line">But mark, poor knight,</div>
                     <div class="line">What dreadful dole is here!</div>
                     <div class="line">Eyes, do you see?</div>
                     <div class="line">How can it be?</div>
                     <div class="line">O dainty duck! O dear!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy mantle good,</div>
                     <div class="line">What, stain'd with blood!</div>
                     <div class="line">Approach, ye Furies fell!</div>
                     <div class="line">O Fates, come, come,</div>
                     <div class="line">Cut thread and thrum;</div>
                     <div class="line">Quail, crush, conclude, and quell!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would</div>
                     <div class="line">go near to make a man look sad.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">Beshrew my heart, but I pity the man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Pyramus</div>
                     <div class="line">O wherefore, Nature, didst thou lions frame?</div>
                     <div class="line">Since lion vile hath here deflower'd my dear:</div>
                     <div class="line">Which is--no, no--which was the fairest dame</div>
                     <div class="line">That lived, that loved, that liked, that look'd</div>
                     <div class="line">with cheer.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, tears, confound;</div>
                     <div class="line">Out, sword, and wound</div>
                     <div class="line">The pap of Pyramus;</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, that left pap,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where heart doth hop:</div>
                     <p>Stabs himself</p>
                     <div class="line">Thus die I, thus, thus, thus.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now am I dead,</div>
                     <div class="line">Now am I fled;</div>
                     <div class="line">My soul is in the sky:</div>
                     <div class="line">Tongue, lose thy light;</div>
                     <div class="line">Moon take thy flight:</div>
                     <p>Exit Moonshine</p>
                     <div class="line">Now die, die, die, die, die.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Dies</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">No die, but an ace, for him; for he is but one.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">Less than an ace, man; for he is dead; he is nothing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">With the help of a surgeon he might yet recover, and</div>
                     <div class="line">prove an ass.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">How chance Moonshine is gone before Thisbe comes</div>
                     <div class="line">back and finds her lover?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">She will find him by starlight. Here she comes; and</div>
                     <div class="line">her passion ends the play.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter Thisbe</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                     <div class="line">Methinks she should not use a long one for such a</div>
                     <div class="line">Pyramus: I hope she will be brief.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">A mote will turn the balance, which Pyramus, which</div>
                     <div class="line">Thisbe, is the better; he for a man, God warrant us;</div>
                     <div class="line">she for a woman, God bless us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                     <div class="line">She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">And thus she means, videlicet:--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Thisbe</div>
                     <div class="line">Asleep, my love?</div>
                     <div class="line">What, dead, my dove?</div>
                     <div class="line">O Pyramus, arise!</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak, speak. Quite dumb?</div>
                     <div class="line">Dead, dead? A tomb</div>
                     <div class="line">Must cover thy sweet eyes.</div>
                     <div class="line">These My lips,</div>
                     <div class="line">This cherry nose,</div>
                     <div class="line">These yellow cowslip cheeks,</div>
                     <div class="line">Are gone, are gone:</div>
                     <div class="line">Lovers, make moan:</div>
                     <div class="line">His eyes were green as leeks.</div>
                     <div class="line">O Sisters Three,</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come to me,</div>
                     <div class="line">With hands as pale as milk;</div>
                     <div class="line">Lay them in gore,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since you have shore</div>
                     <div class="line">With shears his thread of silk.</div>
                     <div class="line">Tongue, not a word:</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, trusty sword;</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, blade, my breast imbrue:</div>
                     <p>Stabs herself</p>
                     <div class="line">And, farewell, friends;</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus Thisby ends:</div>
                     <div class="line">Adieu, adieu, adieu.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Dies</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Moonshine and Lion are left to bury the dead.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, and Wall too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Starting up</span>  No assure you; the wall is down that</div>
                     <div class="line">parted their fathers. Will it please you to see the</div>
                     <div class="line">epilogue, or to hear a Bergomask dance between two</div>
                     <div class="line">of our company?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                     <div class="line">No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs no</div>
                     <div class="line">excuse. Never excuse; for when the players are all</div>
                     <div class="line">dead, there needs none to be blamed. Marry, if he</div>
                     <div class="line">that writ it had played Pyramus and hanged himself</div>
                     <div class="line">in Thisbe's garter, it would have been a fine</div>
                     <div class="line">tragedy: and so it is, truly; and very notably</div>
                     <div class="line">discharged. But come, your Bergomask: let your</div>
                     <div class="line">epilogue alone.</div>
                     <p>A dance</p>
                     <div class="line">The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve:</div>
                     <div class="line">Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear we shall out-sleep the coming morn</div>
                     <div class="line">As much as we this night have overwatch'd.</div>
                     <div class="line">This palpable-gross play hath well beguiled</div>
                     <div class="line">The heavy gait of night. Sweet friends, to bed.</div>
                     <div class="line">A fortnight hold we this solemnity,</div>
                     <div class="line">In nightly revels and new jollity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
               <p>Enter PUCK</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">Now the hungry lion roars,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the wolf behowls the moon;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whilst the heavy ploughman snores,</div>
                     <div class="line">All with weary task fordone.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now the wasted brands do glow,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud,</div>
                     <div class="line">Puts the wretch that lies in woe</div>
                     <div class="line">In remembrance of a shroud.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now it is the time of night</div>
                     <div class="line">That the graves all gaping wide,</div>
                     <div class="line">Every one lets forth his sprite,</div>
                     <div class="line">In the church-way paths to glide:</div>
                     <div class="line">And we fairies, that do run</div>
                     <div class="line">By the triple Hecate's team,</div>
                     <div class="line">From the presence of the sun,</div>
                     <div class="line">Following darkness like a dream,</div>
                     <div class="line">Now are frolic: not a mouse</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall disturb this hallow'd house:</div>
                     <div class="line">I am sent with broom before,</div>
                     <div class="line">To sweep the dust behind the door.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter OBERON and TITANIA with their train</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Through the house give gathering light,</div>
                     <div class="line">By the dead and drowsy fire:</div>
                     <div class="line">Every elf and fairy sprite</div>
                     <div class="line">Hop as light as bird from brier;</div>
                     <div class="line">And this ditty, after me,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sing, and dance it trippingly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                     <div class="line">First, rehearse your song by rote</div>
                     <div class="line">To each word a warbling note:</div>
                     <div class="line">Hand in hand, with fairy grace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will we sing, and bless this place.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Song and dance</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, until the break of day,</div>
                     <div class="line">Through this house each fairy stray.</div>
                     <div class="line">To the best bride-bed will we,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which by us shall blessed be;</div>
                     <div class="line">And the issue there create</div>
                     <div class="line">Ever shall be fortunate.</div>
                     <div class="line">So shall all the couples three</div>
                     <div class="line">Ever true in loving be;</div>
                     <div class="line">And the blots of Nature's hand</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall not in their issue stand;</div>
                     <div class="line">Never mole, hare lip, nor scar,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor mark prodigious, such as are</div>
                     <div class="line">Despised in nativity,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall upon their children be.</div>
                     <div class="line">With this field-dew consecrate,</div>
                     <div class="line">Every fairy take his gait;</div>
                     <div class="line">And each several chamber bless,</div>
                     <div class="line">Through this palace, with sweet peace;</div>
                     <div class="line">And the owner of it blest</div>
                     <div class="line">Ever shall in safety rest.</div>
                     <div class="line">Trip away; make no stay;</div>
                     <div class="line">Meet me all by break of day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt OBERON, TITANIA, and train</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                     <div class="line">If we shadows have offended,</div>
                     <div class="line">Think but this, and all is mended,</div>
                     <div class="line">That you have but slumber'd here</div>
                     <div class="line">While these visions did appear.</div>
                     <div class="line">And this weak and idle theme,</div>
                     <div class="line">No more yielding but a dream,</div>
                     <div class="line">Gentles, do not reprehend:</div>
                     <div class="line">if you pardon, we will mend:</div>
                     <div class="line">And, as I am an honest Puck,</div>
                     <div class="line">If we have unearned luck</div>
                     <div class="line">Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,</div>
                     <div class="line">We will make amends ere long;</div>
                     <div class="line">Else the Puck a liar call;</div>
                     <div class="line">So, good night unto you all.</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me your hands, if we be friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">And Robin shall restore amends.</div>
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            <h1>A Midsummer Night's Dream</h1>
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               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
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                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. ACT I</a>
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                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</a>
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                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</a>
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                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT II</a>
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                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  A wood near Athens.</a>
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                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</a>
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                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  The wood. TITANIA lying asleep.</a>
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                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</a>
                           </span>
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                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  The same. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA lying asleep.</a>
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                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</a>
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                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</a>
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            <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
               <header class="preface-titlepage">
                  <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="content">
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">THESEUS, Duke of Athens.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EGEUS, father to Hermia.</span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">LYSANDER</span>
                              <span class="personname">DEMETRIUS</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">in love with Hermia.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">PHILOSTRATE, master of the revels to Theseus.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">QUINCE, a carpenter.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SNUG, a joiner.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">BOTTOM, a weaver.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">FLUTE, a bellows-mender.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SNOUT, a tinker.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">STARVELING, a tailor.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">HIPPOLYTA, queen of the Amazons, betrothed to Theseus.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">HERMIA, daughter to Egeus, in love with Lysander.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">HELENA, in love with Demetrius.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">OBERON, king of the fairies.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">TITANIA, queen of the fairies.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">PUCK, or Robin Goodfellow.</span>
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                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
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                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">PEASEBLOSSOM</span>
                              <span class="personname">COBWEB</span>
                              <span class="personname">MOTH</span>
                              <span class="personname">MUSTARDSEED</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">fairies.</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Other fairies attending their King and Queen.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Attendants on Theseus and Hippolyta.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>SCENE  Athens, and a wood near it.</p>
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            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.3">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 1. ACT I</h2>
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               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</a>
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                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</h2>
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                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, and
Attendants</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour</div>
                              <div class="line">Draws on apace; four happy days bring in</div>
                              <div class="line">Another moon: but, O, methinks, how slow</div>
                              <div class="line">This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires,</div>
                              <div class="line">Like to a step-dame or a dowager</div>
                              <div class="line">Long withering out a young man revenue.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                              <div class="line">Four days will quickly steep themselves in night;</div>
                              <div class="line">Four nights will quickly dream away the time;</div>
                              <div class="line">And then the moon, like to a silver bow</div>
                              <div class="line">New-bent in heaven, shall behold the night</div>
                              <div class="line">Of our solemnities.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Go, Philostrate,</div>
                              <div class="line">Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments;</div>
                              <div class="line">Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;</div>
                              <div class="line">Turn melancholy forth to funerals;</div>
                              <div class="line">The pale companion is not for our pomp.</div>
                              <p>Exit PHILOSTRATE</p>
                              <div class="line">Hippolyta, I woo'd thee with my sword,</div>
                              <div class="line">And won thy love, doing thee injuries;</div>
                              <div class="line">But I will wed thee in another key,</div>
                              <div class="line">With pomp, with triumph and with revelling.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter EGEUS, HERMIA, LYSANDER, and DEMETRIUS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Happy be Theseus, our renowned duke!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Thanks, good Egeus: what's the news with thee?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Full of vexation come I, with complaint</div>
                              <div class="line">Against my child, my daughter Hermia.</div>
                              <div class="line">Stand forth, Demetrius. My noble lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">This man hath my consent to marry her.</div>
                              <div class="line">Stand forth, Lysander: and my gracious duke,</div>
                              <div class="line">This man hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child;</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes,</div>
                              <div class="line">And interchanged love-tokens with my child:</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung,</div>
                              <div class="line">With feigning voice verses of feigning love,</div>
                              <div class="line">And stolen the impression of her fantasy</div>
                              <div class="line">With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits,</div>
                              <div class="line">Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats, messengers</div>
                              <div class="line">Of strong prevailment in unharden'd youth:</div>
                              <div class="line">With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart,</div>
                              <div class="line">Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me,</div>
                              <div class="line">To stubborn harshness: and, my gracious duke,</div>
                              <div class="line">Be it so she; will not here before your grace</div>
                              <div class="line">Consent to marry with Demetrius,</div>
                              <div class="line">I beg the ancient privilege of Athens,</div>
                              <div class="line">As she is mine, I may dispose of her:</div>
                              <div class="line">Which shall be either to this gentleman</div>
                              <div class="line">Or to her death, according to our law</div>
                              <div class="line">Immediately provided in that case.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">What say you, Hermia? be advised fair maid:</div>
                              <div class="line">To you your father should be as a god;</div>
                              <div class="line">One that composed your beauties, yea, and one</div>
                              <div class="line">To whom you are but as a form in wax</div>
                              <div class="line">By him imprinted and within his power</div>
                              <div class="line">To leave the figure or disfigure it.</div>
                              <div class="line">Demetrius is a worthy gentleman.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">So is Lysander.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">In himself he is;</div>
                              <div class="line">But in this kind, wanting your father's voice,</div>
                              <div class="line">The other must be held the worthier.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">I would my father look'd but with my eyes.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Rather your eyes must with his judgment look.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">I do entreat your grace to pardon me.</div>
                              <div class="line">I know not by what power I am made bold,</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor how it may concern my modesty,</div>
                              <div class="line">In such a presence here to plead my thoughts;</div>
                              <div class="line">But I beseech your grace that I may know</div>
                              <div class="line">The worst that may befall me in this case,</div>
                              <div class="line">If I refuse to wed Demetrius.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Either to die the death or to abjure</div>
                              <div class="line">For ever the society of men.</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires;</div>
                              <div class="line">Know of your youth, examine well your blood,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice,</div>
                              <div class="line">You can endure the livery of a nun,</div>
                              <div class="line">For aye to be in shady cloister mew'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">To live a barren sister all your life,</div>
                              <div class="line">Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon.</div>
                              <div class="line">Thrice-blessed they that master so their blood,</div>
                              <div class="line">To undergo such maiden pilgrimage;</div>
                              <div class="line">But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">Than that which withering on the virgin thorn</div>
                              <div class="line">Grows, lives and dies in single blessedness.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">Ere I will my virgin patent up</div>
                              <div class="line">Unto his lordship, whose unwished yoke</div>
                              <div class="line">My soul consents not to give sovereignty.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Take time to pause; and, by the nest new moon--</div>
                              <div class="line">The sealing-day betwixt my love and me,</div>
                              <div class="line">For everlasting bond of fellowship--</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon that day either prepare to die</div>
                              <div class="line">For disobedience to your father's will,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or else to wed Demetrius, as he would;</div>
                              <div class="line">Or on Diana's altar to protest</div>
                              <div class="line">For aye austerity and single life.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Relent, sweet Hermia: and, Lysander, yield</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy crazed title to my certain right.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">You have her father's love, Demetrius;</div>
                              <div class="line">Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Scornful Lysander! true, he hath my love,</div>
                              <div class="line">And what is mine my love shall render him.</div>
                              <div class="line">And she is mine, and all my right of her</div>
                              <div class="line">I do estate unto Demetrius.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">I am, my lord, as well derived as he,</div>
                              <div class="line">As well possess'd; my love is more than his;</div>
                              <div class="line">My fortunes every way as fairly rank'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">If not with vantage, as Demetrius';</div>
                              <div class="line">And, which is more than all these boasts can be,</div>
                              <div class="line">I am beloved of beauteous Hermia:</div>
                              <div class="line">Why should not I then prosecute my right?</div>
                              <div class="line">Demetrius, I'll avouch it to his head,</div>
                              <div class="line">Made love to Nedar's daughter, Helena,</div>
                              <div class="line">And won her soul; and she, sweet lady, dotes,</div>
                              <div class="line">Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry,</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon this spotted and inconstant man.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">I must confess that I have heard so much,</div>
                              <div class="line">And with Demetrius thought to have spoke thereof;</div>
                              <div class="line">But, being over-full of self-affairs,</div>
                              <div class="line">My mind did lose it. But, Demetrius, come;</div>
                              <div class="line">And come, Egeus; you shall go with me,</div>
                              <div class="line">I have some private schooling for you both.</div>
                              <div class="line">For you, fair Hermia, look you arm yourself</div>
                              <div class="line">To fit your fancies to your father's will;</div>
                              <div class="line">Or else the law of Athens yields you up--</div>
                              <div class="line">Which by no means we may extenuate--</div>
                              <div class="line">To death, or to a vow of single life.</div>
                              <div class="line">Come, my Hippolyta: what cheer, my love?</div>
                              <div class="line">Demetrius and Egeus, go along:</div>
                              <div class="line">I must employ you in some business</div>
                              <div class="line">Against our nuptial and confer with you</div>
                              <div class="line">Of something nearly that concerns yourselves.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">With duty and desire we follow you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt all but LYSANDER and HERMIA</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">How now, my love! why is your cheek so pale?</div>
                              <div class="line">How chance the roses there do fade so fast?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Belike for want of rain, which I could well</div>
                              <div class="line">Beteem them from the tempest of my eyes.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay me! for aught that I could ever read,</div>
                              <div class="line">Could ever hear by tale or history,</div>
                              <div class="line">The course of true love never did run smooth;</div>
                              <div class="line">But, either it was different in blood,--</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">O cross! too high to be enthrall'd to low.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Or else misgraffed in respect of years,--</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">O spite! too old to be engaged to young.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Or else it stood upon the choice of friends,--</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">O hell! to choose love by another's eyes.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,</div>
                              <div class="line">War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,</div>
                              <div class="line">Making it momentany as a sound,</div>
                              <div class="line">Swift as a shadow, short as any dream;</div>
                              <div class="line">Brief as the lightning in the collied night,</div>
                              <div class="line">That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,</div>
                              <div class="line">And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'</div>
                              <div class="line">The jaws of darkness do devour it up:</div>
                              <div class="line">So quick bright things come to confusion.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">If then true lovers have been ever cross'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">It stands as an edict in destiny:</div>
                              <div class="line">Then let us teach our trial patience,</div>
                              <div class="line">Because it is a customary cross,</div>
                              <div class="line">As due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs,</div>
                              <div class="line">Wishes and tears, poor fancy's followers.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">A good persuasion: therefore, hear me, Hermia.</div>
                              <div class="line">I have a widow aunt, a dowager</div>
                              <div class="line">Of great revenue, and she hath no child:</div>
                              <div class="line">From Athens is her house remote seven leagues;</div>
                              <div class="line">And she respects me as her only son.</div>
                              <div class="line">There, gentle Hermia, may I marry thee;</div>
                              <div class="line">And to that place the sharp Athenian law</div>
                              <div class="line">Cannot pursue us. If thou lovest me then,</div>
                              <div class="line">Steal forth thy father's house to-morrow night;</div>
                              <div class="line">And in the wood, a league without the town,</div>
                              <div class="line">Where I did meet thee once with Helena,</div>
                              <div class="line">To do observance to a morn of May,</div>
                              <div class="line">There will I stay for thee.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">My good Lysander!</div>
                              <div class="line">I swear to thee, by Cupid's strongest bow,</div>
                              <div class="line">By his best arrow with the golden head,</div>
                              <div class="line">By the simplicity of Venus' doves,</div>
                              <div class="line">By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves,</div>
                              <div class="line">And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen,</div>
                              <div class="line">When the false Troyan under sail was seen,</div>
                              <div class="line">By all the vows that ever men have broke,</div>
                              <div class="line">In number more than ever women spoke,</div>
                              <div class="line">In that same place thou hast appointed me,</div>
                              <div class="line">To-morrow truly will I meet with thee.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Keep promise, love. Look, here comes Helena.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter HELENA</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">God speed fair Helena! whither away?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Call you me fair? that fair again unsay.</div>
                              <div class="line">Demetrius loves your fair: O happy fair!</div>
                              <div class="line">Your eyes are lode-stars; and your tongue's sweet air</div>
                              <div class="line">More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear,</div>
                              <div class="line">When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds appear.</div>
                              <div class="line">Sickness is catching: O, were favour so,</div>
                              <div class="line">Yours would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I go;</div>
                              <div class="line">My ear should catch your voice, my eye your eye,</div>
                              <div class="line">My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet melody.</div>
                              <div class="line">Were the world mine, Demetrius being bated,</div>
                              <div class="line">The rest I'd give to be to you translated.</div>
                              <div class="line">O, teach me how you look, and with what art</div>
                              <div class="line">You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">I frown upon him, yet he loves me still.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">I give him curses, yet he gives me love.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">O that my prayers could such affection move!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">The more I hate, the more he follows me.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">The more I love, the more he hateth me.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">His folly, Helena, is no fault of mine.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">None, but your beauty: would that fault were mine!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Take comfort: he no more shall see my face;</div>
                              <div class="line">Lysander and myself will fly this place.</div>
                              <div class="line">Before the time I did Lysander see,</div>
                              <div class="line">Seem'd Athens as a paradise to me:</div>
                              <div class="line">O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,</div>
                              <div class="line">That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Helen, to you our minds we will unfold:</div>
                              <div class="line">To-morrow night, when Phoebe doth behold</div>
                              <div class="line">Her silver visage in the watery glass,</div>
                              <div class="line">Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass,</div>
                              <div class="line">A time that lovers' flights doth still conceal,</div>
                              <div class="line">Through Athens' gates have we devised to steal.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">And in the wood, where often you and I</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon faint primrose-beds were wont to lie,</div>
                              <div class="line">Emptying our bosoms of their counsel sweet,</div>
                              <div class="line">There my Lysander and myself shall meet;</div>
                              <div class="line">And thence from Athens turn away our eyes,</div>
                              <div class="line">To seek new friends and stranger companies.</div>
                              <div class="line">Farewell, sweet playfellow: pray thou for us;</div>
                              <div class="line">And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius!</div>
                              <div class="line">Keep word, Lysander: we must starve our sight</div>
                              <div class="line">From lovers' food till morrow deep midnight.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">I will, my Hermia.</div>
                              <p>Exit HERMIA</p>
                              <div class="line">Helena, adieu:</div>
                              <div class="line">As you on him, Demetrius dote on you!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">How happy some o'er other some can be!</div>
                              <div class="line">Through Athens I am thought as fair as she.</div>
                              <div class="line">But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so;</div>
                              <div class="line">He will not know what all but he do know:</div>
                              <div class="line">And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes,</div>
                              <div class="line">So I, admiring of his qualities:</div>
                              <div class="line">Things base and vile, folding no quantity,</div>
                              <div class="line">Love can transpose to form and dignity:</div>
                              <div class="line">Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;</div>
                              <div class="line">And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind:</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor hath Love's mind of any judgement taste;</div>
                              <div class="line">Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste:</div>
                              <div class="line">And therefore is Love said to be a child,</div>
                              <div class="line">Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.</div>
                              <div class="line">As waggish boys in game themselves forswear,</div>
                              <div class="line">So the boy Love is perjured every where:</div>
                              <div class="line">For ere Demetrius look'd on Hermia's eyne,</div>
                              <div class="line">He hail'd down oaths that he was only mine;</div>
                              <div class="line">And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,</div>
                              <div class="line">So he dissolved, and showers of oaths did melt.</div>
                              <div class="line">I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight:</div>
                              <div class="line">Then to the wood will he to-morrow night</div>
                              <div class="line">Pursue her; and for this intelligence</div>
                              <div class="line">If I have thanks, it is a dear expense:</div>
                              <div class="line">But herein mean I to enrich my pain,</div>
                              <div class="line">To have his sight thither and back again.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and
STARVELING</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Is all our company here?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">You were best to call them generally, man by man,</div>
                              <div class="line">according to the scrip.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Here is the scroll of every man's name, which is</div>
                              <div class="line">thought fit, through all Athens, to play in our</div>
                              <div class="line">interlude before the duke and the duchess, on his</div>
                              <div class="line">wedding-day at night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">First, good Peter Quince, say what the play treats</div>
                              <div class="line">on, then read the names of the actors, and so grow</div>
                              <div class="line">to a point.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Marry, our play is, The most lamentable comedy, and</div>
                              <div class="line">most cruel death of Pyramus and Thisby.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">A very good piece of work, I assure you, and a</div>
                              <div class="line">merry. Now, good Peter Quince, call forth your</div>
                              <div class="line">actors by the scroll. Masters, spread yourselves.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Answer as I call you. Nick Bottom, the weaver.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Ready. Name what part I am for, and proceed.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">You, Nick Bottom, are set down for Pyramus.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">What is Pyramus? a lover, or a tyrant?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">A lover, that kills himself most gallant for love.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">That will ask some tears in the true performing of</div>
                              <div class="line">it: if I do it, let the audience look to their</div>
                              <div class="line">eyes; I will move storms, I will condole in some</div>
                              <div class="line">measure. To the rest: yet my chief humour is for a</div>
                              <div class="line">tyrant: I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to</div>
                              <div class="line">tear a cat in, to make all split.</div>
                              <div class="line">The raging rocks</div>
                              <div class="line">And shivering shocks</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall break the locks</div>
                              <div class="line">Of prison gates;</div>
                              <div class="line">And Phibbus' car</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall shine from far</div>
                              <div class="line">And make and mar</div>
                              <div class="line">The foolish Fates.</div>
                              <div class="line">This was lofty! Now name the rest of the players.</div>
                              <div class="line">This is Ercles' vein, a tyrant's vein; a lover is</div>
                              <div class="line">more condoling.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Francis Flute, the bellows-mender.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                              <div class="line">Here, Peter Quince.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Flute, you must take Thisby on you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                              <div class="line">What is Thisby? a wandering knight?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">It is the lady that Pyramus must love.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I have a beard coming.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">That's all one: you shall play it in a mask, and</div>
                              <div class="line">you may speak as small as you will.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">An I may hide my face, let me play Thisby too, I'll</div>
                              <div class="line">speak in a monstrous little voice. 'Thisne,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thisne;' 'Ah, Pyramus, lover dear! thy Thisby dear,</div>
                              <div class="line">and lady dear!'</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">No, no; you must play Pyramus: and, Flute, you Thisby.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, proceed.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Robin Starveling, the tailor.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">STARVELING</div>
                              <div class="line">Here, Peter Quince.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Robin Starveling, you must play Thisby's mother.</div>
                              <div class="line">Tom Snout, the tinker.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                              <div class="line">Here, Peter Quince.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">You, Pyramus' father: myself, Thisby's father:</div>
                              <div class="line">Snug, the joiner; you, the lion's part: and, I</div>
                              <div class="line">hope, here is a play fitted.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SNUG</div>
                              <div class="line">Have you the lion's part written? pray you, if it</div>
                              <div class="line">be, give it me, for I am slow of study.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Let me play the lion too: I will roar, that I will</div>
                              <div class="line">do any man's heart good to hear me; I will roar,</div>
                              <div class="line">that I will make the duke say 'Let him roar again,</div>
                              <div class="line">let him roar again.'</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">An you should do it too terribly, you would fright</div>
                              <div class="line">the duchess and the ladies, that they would shriek;</div>
                              <div class="line">and that were enough to hang us all.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                              <div class="line">That would hang us, every mother's son.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">I grant you, friends, if that you should fright the</div>
                              <div class="line">ladies out of their wits, they would have no more</div>
                              <div class="line">discretion but to hang us: but I will aggravate my</div>
                              <div class="line">voice so that I will roar you as gently as any</div>
                              <div class="line">sucking dove; I will roar you an 'twere any</div>
                              <div class="line">nightingale.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">You can play no part but Pyramus; for Pyramus is a</div>
                              <div class="line">sweet-faced man; a proper man, as one shall see in a</div>
                              <div class="line">summer's day; a most lovely gentleman-like man:</div>
                              <div class="line">therefore you must needs play Pyramus.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, I will undertake it. What beard were I best</div>
                              <div class="line">to play it in?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, what you will.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">I will discharge it in either your straw-colour</div>
                              <div class="line">beard, your orange-tawny beard, your purple-in-grain</div>
                              <div class="line">beard, or your French-crown-colour beard, your</div>
                              <div class="line">perfect yellow.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Some of your French crowns have no hair at all, and</div>
                              <div class="line">then you will play bare-faced. But, masters, here</div>
                              <div class="line">are your parts: and I am to entreat you, request</div>
                              <div class="line">you and desire you, to con them by to-morrow night;</div>
                              <div class="line">and meet me in the palace wood, a mile without the</div>
                              <div class="line">town, by moonlight; there will we rehearse, for if</div>
                              <div class="line">we meet in the city, we shall be dogged with</div>
                              <div class="line">company, and our devices known. In the meantime I</div>
                              <div class="line">will draw a bill of properties, such as our play</div>
                              <div class="line">wants. I pray you, fail me not.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">We will meet; and there we may rehearse most</div>
                              <div class="line">obscenely and courageously. Take pains; be perfect: adieu.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">At the duke's oak we meet.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Enough; hold or cut bow-strings.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.4">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 2. ACT II</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  A wood near Athens.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. SCENE I.  A wood near Athens.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter, from opposite sides, a Fairy, and PUCK</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">How now, spirit! whither wander you?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Fairy</div>
                              <div class="line">Over hill, over dale,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thorough bush, thorough brier,</div>
                              <div class="line">Over park, over pale,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thorough flood, thorough fire,</div>
                              <div class="line">I do wander everywhere,</div>
                              <div class="line">Swifter than the moon's sphere;</div>
                              <div class="line">And I serve the fairy queen,</div>
                              <div class="line">To dew her orbs upon the green.</div>
                              <div class="line">The cowslips tall her pensioners be:</div>
                              <div class="line">In their gold coats spots you see;</div>
                              <div class="line">Those be rubies, fairy favours,</div>
                              <div class="line">In those freckles live their savours:</div>
                              <div class="line">I must go seek some dewdrops here</div>
                              <div class="line">And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.</div>
                              <div class="line">Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I'll be gone:</div>
                              <div class="line">Our queen and all our elves come here anon.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">The king doth keep his revels here to-night:</div>
                              <div class="line">Take heed the queen come not within his sight;</div>
                              <div class="line">For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,</div>
                              <div class="line">Because that she as her attendant hath</div>
                              <div class="line">A lovely boy, stolen from an Indian king;</div>
                              <div class="line">She never had so sweet a changeling;</div>
                              <div class="line">And jealous Oberon would have the child</div>
                              <div class="line">Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild;</div>
                              <div class="line">But she perforce withholds the loved boy,</div>
                              <div class="line">Crowns him with flowers and makes him all her joy:</div>
                              <div class="line">And now they never meet in grove or green,</div>
                              <div class="line">By fountain clear, or spangled starlight sheen,</div>
                              <div class="line">But, they do square, that all their elves for fear</div>
                              <div class="line">Creep into acorn-cups and hide them there.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Fairy</div>
                              <div class="line">Either I mistake your shape and making quite,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite</div>
                              <div class="line">Call'd Robin Goodfellow: are not you he</div>
                              <div class="line">That frights the maidens of the villagery;</div>
                              <div class="line">Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern</div>
                              <div class="line">And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;</div>
                              <div class="line">And sometime make the drink to bear no barm;</div>
                              <div class="line">Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?</div>
                              <div class="line">Those that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck,</div>
                              <div class="line">You do their work, and they shall have good luck:</div>
                              <div class="line">Are not you he?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou speak'st aright;</div>
                              <div class="line">I am that merry wanderer of the night.</div>
                              <div class="line">I jest to Oberon and make him smile</div>
                              <div class="line">When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile,</div>
                              <div class="line">Neighing in likeness of a filly foal:</div>
                              <div class="line">And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl,</div>
                              <div class="line">In very likeness of a roasted crab,</div>
                              <div class="line">And when she drinks, against her lips I bob</div>
                              <div class="line">And on her wither'd dewlap pour the ale.</div>
                              <div class="line">The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale,</div>
                              <div class="line">Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me;</div>
                              <div class="line">Then slip I from her bum, down topples she,</div>
                              <div class="line">And 'tailor' cries, and falls into a cough;</div>
                              <div class="line">And then the whole quire hold their hips and laugh,</div>
                              <div class="line">And waxen in their mirth and neeze and swear</div>
                              <div class="line">A merrier hour was never wasted there.</div>
                              <div class="line">But, room, fairy! here comes Oberon.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Fairy</div>
                              <div class="line">And here my mistress. Would that he were gone!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter, from one side, OBERON, with his train;
from the other, TITANIA, with hers</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">What, jealous Oberon! Fairies, skip hence:</div>
                              <div class="line">I have forsworn his bed and company.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Tarry, rash wanton: am not I thy lord?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Then I must be thy lady: but I know</div>
                              <div class="line">When thou hast stolen away from fairy land,</div>
                              <div class="line">And in the shape of Corin sat all day,</div>
                              <div class="line">Playing on pipes of corn and versing love</div>
                              <div class="line">To amorous Phillida. Why art thou here,</div>
                              <div class="line">Come from the farthest Steppe of India?</div>
                              <div class="line">But that, forsooth, the bouncing Amazon,</div>
                              <div class="line">Your buskin'd mistress and your warrior love,</div>
                              <div class="line">To Theseus must be wedded, and you come</div>
                              <div class="line">To give their bed joy and prosperity.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">How canst thou thus for shame, Titania,</div>
                              <div class="line">Glance at my credit with Hippolyta,</div>
                              <div class="line">Knowing I know thy love to Theseus?</div>
                              <div class="line">Didst thou not lead him through the glimmering night</div>
                              <div class="line">From Perigenia, whom he ravished?</div>
                              <div class="line">And make him with fair AEgle break his faith,</div>
                              <div class="line">With Ariadne and Antiopa?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">These are the forgeries of jealousy:</div>
                              <div class="line">And never, since the middle summer's spring,</div>
                              <div class="line">Met we on hill, in dale, forest or mead,</div>
                              <div class="line">By paved fountain or by rushy brook,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or in the beached margent of the sea,</div>
                              <div class="line">To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind,</div>
                              <div class="line">But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain,</div>
                              <div class="line">As in revenge, have suck'd up from the sea</div>
                              <div class="line">Contagious fogs; which falling in the land</div>
                              <div class="line">Have every pelting river made so proud</div>
                              <div class="line">That they have overborne their continents:</div>
                              <div class="line">The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain,</div>
                              <div class="line">The ploughman lost his sweat, and the green corn</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath rotted ere his youth attain'd a beard;</div>
                              <div class="line">The fold stands empty in the drowned field,</div>
                              <div class="line">And crows are fatted with the murrion flock;</div>
                              <div class="line">The nine men's morris is fill'd up with mud,</div>
                              <div class="line">And the quaint mazes in the wanton green</div>
                              <div class="line">For lack of tread are undistinguishable:</div>
                              <div class="line">The human mortals want their winter here;</div>
                              <div class="line">No night is now with hymn or carol blest:</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore the moon, the governess of floods,</div>
                              <div class="line">Pale in her anger, washes all the air,</div>
                              <div class="line">That rheumatic diseases do abound:</div>
                              <div class="line">And thorough this distemperature we see</div>
                              <div class="line">The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts</div>
                              <div class="line">Far in the fresh lap of the crimson rose,</div>
                              <div class="line">And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown</div>
                              <div class="line">An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds</div>
                              <div class="line">Is, as in mockery, set: the spring, the summer,</div>
                              <div class="line">The childing autumn, angry winter, change</div>
                              <div class="line">Their wonted liveries, and the mazed world,</div>
                              <div class="line">By their increase, now knows not which is which:</div>
                              <div class="line">And this same progeny of evils comes</div>
                              <div class="line">From our debate, from our dissension;</div>
                              <div class="line">We are their parents and original.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Do you amend it then; it lies in you:</div>
                              <div class="line">Why should Titania cross her Oberon?</div>
                              <div class="line">I do but beg a little changeling boy,</div>
                              <div class="line">To be my henchman.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Set your heart at rest:</div>
                              <div class="line">The fairy land buys not the child of me.</div>
                              <div class="line">His mother was a votaress of my order:</div>
                              <div class="line">And, in the spiced Indian air, by night,</div>
                              <div class="line">Full often hath she gossip'd by my side,</div>
                              <div class="line">And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands,</div>
                              <div class="line">Marking the embarked traders on the flood,</div>
                              <div class="line">When we have laugh'd to see the sails conceive</div>
                              <div class="line">And grow big-bellied with the wanton wind;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which she, with pretty and with swimming gait</div>
                              <div class="line">Following,--her womb then rich with my young squire,--</div>
                              <div class="line">Would imitate, and sail upon the land,</div>
                              <div class="line">To fetch me trifles, and return again,</div>
                              <div class="line">As from a voyage, rich with merchandise.</div>
                              <div class="line">But she, being mortal, of that boy did die;</div>
                              <div class="line">And for her sake do I rear up her boy,</div>
                              <div class="line">And for her sake I will not part with him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">How long within this wood intend you stay?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Perchance till after Theseus' wedding-day.</div>
                              <div class="line">If you will patiently dance in our round</div>
                              <div class="line">And see our moonlight revels, go with us;</div>
                              <div class="line">If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Give me that boy, and I will go with thee.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Not for thy fairy kingdom. Fairies, away!</div>
                              <div class="line">We shall chide downright, if I longer stay.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit TITANIA with her train</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, go thy way: thou shalt not from this grove</div>
                              <div class="line">Till I torment thee for this injury.</div>
                              <div class="line">My gentle Puck, come hither. Thou rememberest</div>
                              <div class="line">Since once I sat upon a promontory,</div>
                              <div class="line">And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back</div>
                              <div class="line">Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath</div>
                              <div class="line">That the rude sea grew civil at her song</div>
                              <div class="line">And certain stars shot madly from their spheres,</div>
                              <div class="line">To hear the sea-maid's music.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">I remember.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">That very time I saw, but thou couldst not,</div>
                              <div class="line">Flying between the cold moon and the earth,</div>
                              <div class="line">Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took</div>
                              <div class="line">At a fair vestal throned by the west,</div>
                              <div class="line">And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow,</div>
                              <div class="line">As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts;</div>
                              <div class="line">But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft</div>
                              <div class="line">Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon,</div>
                              <div class="line">And the imperial votaress passed on,</div>
                              <div class="line">In maiden meditation, fancy-free.</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell:</div>
                              <div class="line">It fell upon a little western flower,</div>
                              <div class="line">Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound,</div>
                              <div class="line">And maidens call it love-in-idleness.</div>
                              <div class="line">Fetch me that flower; the herb I shew'd thee once:</div>
                              <div class="line">The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid</div>
                              <div class="line">Will make or man or woman madly dote</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon the next live creature that it sees.</div>
                              <div class="line">Fetch me this herb; and be thou here again</div>
                              <div class="line">Ere the leviathan can swim a league.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll put a girdle round about the earth</div>
                              <div class="line">In forty minutes.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Having once this juice,</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll watch Titania when she is asleep,</div>
                              <div class="line">And drop the liquor of it in her eyes.</div>
                              <div class="line">The next thing then she waking looks upon,</div>
                              <div class="line">Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull,</div>
                              <div class="line">On meddling monkey, or on busy ape,</div>
                              <div class="line">She shall pursue it with the soul of love:</div>
                              <div class="line">And ere I take this charm from off her sight,</div>
                              <div class="line">As I can take it with another herb,</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll make her render up her page to me.</div>
                              <div class="line">But who comes here? I am invisible;</div>
                              <div class="line">And I will overhear their conference.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter DEMETRIUS, HELENA, following him</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">I love thee not, therefore pursue me not.</div>
                              <div class="line">Where is Lysander and fair Hermia?</div>
                              <div class="line">The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me.</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou told'st me they were stolen unto this wood;</div>
                              <div class="line">And here am I, and wode within this wood,</div>
                              <div class="line">Because I cannot meet my Hermia.</div>
                              <div class="line">Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant;</div>
                              <div class="line">But yet you draw not iron, for my heart</div>
                              <div class="line">Is true as steel: leave you your power to draw,</div>
                              <div class="line">And I shall have no power to follow you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Do I entice you? do I speak you fair?</div>
                              <div class="line">Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth</div>
                              <div class="line">Tell you, I do not, nor I cannot love you?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">And even for that do I love you the more.</div>
                              <div class="line">I am your spaniel; and, Demetrius,</div>
                              <div class="line">The more you beat me, I will fawn on you:</div>
                              <div class="line">Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me,</div>
                              <div class="line">Neglect me, lose me; only give me leave,</div>
                              <div class="line">Unworthy as I am, to follow you.</div>
                              <div class="line">What worser place can I beg in your love,--</div>
                              <div class="line">And yet a place of high respect with me,--</div>
                              <div class="line">Than to be used as you use your dog?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit;</div>
                              <div class="line">For I am sick when I do look on thee.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">And I am sick when I look not on you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">You do impeach your modesty too much,</div>
                              <div class="line">To leave the city and commit yourself</div>
                              <div class="line">Into the hands of one that loves you not;</div>
                              <div class="line">To trust the opportunity of night</div>
                              <div class="line">And the ill counsel of a desert place</div>
                              <div class="line">With the rich worth of your virginity.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Your virtue is my privilege: for that</div>
                              <div class="line">It is not night when I do see your face,</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore I think I am not in the night;</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company,</div>
                              <div class="line">For you in my respect are all the world:</div>
                              <div class="line">Then how can it be said I am alone,</div>
                              <div class="line">When all the world is here to look on me?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll run from thee and hide me in the brakes,</div>
                              <div class="line">And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">The wildest hath not such a heart as you.</div>
                              <div class="line">Run when you will, the story shall be changed:</div>
                              <div class="line">Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase;</div>
                              <div class="line">The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind</div>
                              <div class="line">Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed,</div>
                              <div class="line">When cowardice pursues and valour flies.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">I will not stay thy questions; let me go:</div>
                              <div class="line">Or, if thou follow me, do not believe</div>
                              <div class="line">But I shall do thee mischief in the wood.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field,</div>
                              <div class="line">You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius!</div>
                              <div class="line">Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex:</div>
                              <div class="line">We cannot fight for love, as men may do;</div>
                              <div class="line">We should be wood and were not made to woo.</div>
                              <p>Exit DEMETRIUS</p>
                              <div class="line">I'll follow thee and make a heaven of hell,</div>
                              <div class="line">To die upon the hand I love so well.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Fare thee well, nymph: ere he do leave this grove,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou shalt fly him and he shall seek thy love.</div>
                              <p>Re-enter PUCK</p>
                              <div class="line">Hast thou the flower there? Welcome, wanderer.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, there it is.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">I pray thee, give it me.</div>
                              <div class="line">I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,</div>
                              <div class="line">Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,</div>
                              <div class="line">Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,</div>
                              <div class="line">With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:</div>
                              <div class="line">There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,</div>
                              <div class="line">Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;</div>
                              <div class="line">And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin,</div>
                              <div class="line">Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in:</div>
                              <div class="line">And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes,</div>
                              <div class="line">And make her full of hateful fantasies.</div>
                              <div class="line">Take thou some of it, and seek through this grove:</div>
                              <div class="line">A sweet Athenian lady is in love</div>
                              <div class="line">With a disdainful youth: anoint his eyes;</div>
                              <div class="line">But do it when the next thing he espies</div>
                              <div class="line">May be the lady: thou shalt know the man</div>
                              <div class="line">By the Athenian garments he hath on.</div>
                              <div class="line">Effect it with some care, that he may prove</div>
                              <div class="line">More fond on her than she upon her love:</div>
                              <div class="line">And look thou meet me ere the first cock crow.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Fear not, my lord, your servant shall do so.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter TITANIA, with her train</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Come, now a roundel and a fairy song;</div>
                              <div class="line">Then, for the third part of a minute, hence;</div>
                              <div class="line">Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds,</div>
                              <div class="line">Some war with rere-mice for their leathern wings,</div>
                              <div class="line">To make my small elves coats, and some keep back</div>
                              <div class="line">The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders</div>
                              <div class="line">At our quaint spirits. Sing me now asleep;</div>
                              <div class="line">Then to your offices and let me rest.</div>
                              <p>The Fairies sing</p>
                              <div class="line">You spotted snakes with double tongue,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;</div>
                              <div class="line">Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong,</div>
                              <div class="line">Come not near our fairy queen.</div>
                              <div class="line">Philomel, with melody</div>
                              <div class="line">Sing in our sweet lullaby;</div>
                              <div class="line">Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby:</div>
                              <div class="line">Never harm,</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor spell nor charm,</div>
                              <div class="line">Come our lovely lady nigh;</div>
                              <div class="line">So, good night, with lullaby.</div>
                              <div class="line">Weaving spiders, come not here;</div>
                              <div class="line">Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence!</div>
                              <div class="line">Beetles black, approach not near;</div>
                              <div class="line">Worm nor snail, do no offence.</div>
                              <div class="line">Philomel, with melody, &c.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Fairy</div>
                              <div class="line">Hence, away! now all is well:</div>
                              <div class="line">One aloof stand sentinel.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt Fairies. TITANIA sleeps</p>
                        <p>Enter OBERON and squeezes the flower on TITANIA's eyelids</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">What thou seest when thou dost wake,</div>
                              <div class="line">Do it for thy true-love take,</div>
                              <div class="line">Love and languish for his sake:</div>
                              <div class="line">Be it ounce, or cat, or bear,</div>
                              <div class="line">Pard, or boar with bristled hair,</div>
                              <div class="line">In thy eye that shall appear</div>
                              <div class="line">When thou wakest, it is thy dear:</div>
                              <div class="line">Wake when some vile thing is near.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <p>Enter LYSANDER and HERMIA</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Fair love, you faint with wandering in the wood;</div>
                              <div class="line">And to speak troth, I have forgot our way:</div>
                              <div class="line">We'll rest us, Hermia, if you think it good,</div>
                              <div class="line">And tarry for the comfort of the day.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Be it so, Lysander: find you out a bed;</div>
                              <div class="line">For I upon this bank will rest my head.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">One turf shall serve as pillow for us both;</div>
                              <div class="line">One heart, one bed, two bosoms and one troth.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, good Lysander; for my sake, my dear,</div>
                              <div class="line">Lie further off yet, do not lie so near.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence!</div>
                              <div class="line">Love takes the meaning in love's conference.</div>
                              <div class="line">I mean, that my heart unto yours is knit</div>
                              <div class="line">So that but one heart we can make of it;</div>
                              <div class="line">Two bosoms interchained with an oath;</div>
                              <div class="line">So then two bosoms and a single troth.</div>
                              <div class="line">Then by your side no bed-room me deny;</div>
                              <div class="line">For lying so, Hermia, I do not lie.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Lysander riddles very prettily:</div>
                              <div class="line">Now much beshrew my manners and my pride,</div>
                              <div class="line">If Hermia meant to say Lysander lied.</div>
                              <div class="line">But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy</div>
                              <div class="line">Lie further off; in human modesty,</div>
                              <div class="line">Such separation as may well be said</div>
                              <div class="line">Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid,</div>
                              <div class="line">So far be distant; and, good night, sweet friend:</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy love ne'er alter till thy sweet life end!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I;</div>
                              <div class="line">And then end life when I end loyalty!</div>
                              <div class="line">Here is my bed: sleep give thee all his rest!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">With half that wish the wisher's eyes be press'd!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>They sleep</p>
                        <p>Enter PUCK</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Through the forest have I gone.</div>
                              <div class="line">But Athenian found I none,</div>
                              <div class="line">On whose eyes I might approve</div>
                              <div class="line">This flower's force in stirring love.</div>
                              <div class="line">Night and silence.--Who is here?</div>
                              <div class="line">Weeds of Athens he doth wear:</div>
                              <div class="line">This is he, my master said,</div>
                              <div class="line">Despised the Athenian maid;</div>
                              <div class="line">And here the maiden, sleeping sound,</div>
                              <div class="line">On the dank and dirty ground.</div>
                              <div class="line">Pretty soul! she durst not lie</div>
                              <div class="line">Near this lack-love, this kill-courtesy.</div>
                              <div class="line">Churl, upon thy eyes I throw</div>
                              <div class="line">All the power this charm doth owe.</div>
                              <div class="line">When thou wakest, let love forbid</div>
                              <div class="line">Sleep his seat on thy eyelid:</div>
                              <div class="line">So awake when I am gone;</div>
                              <div class="line">For I must now to Oberon.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <p>Enter DEMETRIUS and HELENA, running</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Stay, though thou kill me, sweet Demetrius.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">I charge thee, hence, and do not haunt me thus.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">O, wilt thou darkling leave me? do not so.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Stay, on thy peril: I alone will go.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">O, I am out of breath in this fond chase!</div>
                              <div class="line">The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.</div>
                              <div class="line">Happy is Hermia, wheresoe'er she lies;</div>
                              <div class="line">For she hath blessed and attractive eyes.</div>
                              <div class="line">How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears:</div>
                              <div class="line">If so, my eyes are oftener wash'd than hers.</div>
                              <div class="line">No, no, I am as ugly as a bear;</div>
                              <div class="line">For beasts that meet me run away for fear:</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore no marvel though Demetrius</div>
                              <div class="line">Do, as a monster fly my presence thus.</div>
                              <div class="line">What wicked and dissembling glass of mine</div>
                              <div class="line">Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne?</div>
                              <div class="line">But who is here? Lysander! on the ground!</div>
                              <div class="line">Dead? or asleep? I see no blood, no wound.</div>
                              <div class="line">Lysander if you live, good sir, awake.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Awaking</span>  And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake.</div>
                              <div class="line">Transparent Helena! Nature shows art,</div>
                              <div class="line">That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart.</div>
                              <div class="line">Where is Demetrius? O, how fit a word</div>
                              <div class="line">Is that vile name to perish on my sword!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Do not say so, Lysander; say not so</div>
                              <div class="line">What though he love your Hermia? Lord, what though?</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet Hermia still loves you: then be content.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Content with Hermia! No; I do repent</div>
                              <div class="line">The tedious minutes I with her have spent.</div>
                              <div class="line">Not Hermia but Helena I love:</div>
                              <div class="line">Who will not change a raven for a dove?</div>
                              <div class="line">The will of man is by his reason sway'd;</div>
                              <div class="line">And reason says you are the worthier maid.</div>
                              <div class="line">Things growing are not ripe until their season</div>
                              <div class="line">So I, being young, till now ripe not to reason;</div>
                              <div class="line">And touching now the point of human skill,</div>
                              <div class="line">Reason becomes the marshal to my will</div>
                              <div class="line">And leads me to your eyes, where I o'erlook</div>
                              <div class="line">Love's stories written in love's richest book.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born?</div>
                              <div class="line">When at your hands did I deserve this scorn?</div>
                              <div class="line">Is't not enough, is't not enough, young man,</div>
                              <div class="line">That I did never, no, nor never can,</div>
                              <div class="line">Deserve a sweet look from Demetrius' eye,</div>
                              <div class="line">But you must flout my insufficiency?</div>
                              <div class="line">Good troth, you do me wrong, good sooth, you do,</div>
                              <div class="line">In such disdainful manner me to woo.</div>
                              <div class="line">But fare you well: perforce I must confess</div>
                              <div class="line">I thought you lord of more true gentleness.</div>
                              <div class="line">O, that a lady, of one man refused.</div>
                              <div class="line">Should of another therefore be abused!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">She sees not Hermia. Hermia, sleep thou there:</div>
                              <div class="line">And never mayst thou come Lysander near!</div>
                              <div class="line">For as a surfeit of the sweetest things</div>
                              <div class="line">The deepest loathing to the stomach brings,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or as tie heresies that men do leave</div>
                              <div class="line">Are hated most of those they did deceive,</div>
                              <div class="line">So thou, my surfeit and my heresy,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of all be hated, but the most of me!</div>
                              <div class="line">And, all my powers, address your love and might</div>
                              <div class="line">To honour Helen and to be her knight!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Awaking</span>  Help me, Lysander, help me! do thy best</div>
                              <div class="line">To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast!</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay me, for pity! what a dream was here!</div>
                              <div class="line">Lysander, look how I do quake with fear:</div>
                              <div class="line">Methought a serpent eat my heart away,</div>
                              <div class="line">And you sat smiling at his cruel pray.</div>
                              <div class="line">Lysander! what, removed? Lysander! lord!</div>
                              <div class="line">What, out of hearing? gone? no sound, no word?</div>
                              <div class="line">Alack, where are you speak, an if you hear;</div>
                              <div class="line">Speak, of all loves! I swoon almost with fear.</div>
                              <div class="line">No? then I well perceive you all not nigh</div>
                              <div class="line">Either death or you I'll find immediately.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.5">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 3. ACT III</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  The wood. TITANIA lying asleep.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.5.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. SCENE I.  The wood. TITANIA lying asleep.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and
STARVELING</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Are we all met?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Pat, pat; and here's a marvellous convenient place</div>
                              <div class="line">for our rehearsal. This green plot shall be our</div>
                              <div class="line">stage, this hawthorn-brake our tiring-house; and we</div>
                              <div class="line">will do it in action as we will do it before the duke.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Peter Quince,--</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">What sayest thou, bully Bottom?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">There are things in this comedy of Pyramus and</div>
                              <div class="line">Thisby that will never please. First, Pyramus must</div>
                              <div class="line">draw a sword to kill himself; which the ladies</div>
                              <div class="line">cannot abide. How answer you that?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                              <div class="line">By'r lakin, a parlous fear.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">STARVELING</div>
                              <div class="line">I believe we must leave the killing out, when all is done.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Not a whit: I have a device to make all well.</div>
                              <div class="line">Write me a prologue; and let the prologue seem to</div>
                              <div class="line">say, we will do no harm with our swords, and that</div>
                              <div class="line">Pyramus is not killed indeed; and, for the more</div>
                              <div class="line">better assurance, tell them that I, Pyramus, am not</div>
                              <div class="line">Pyramus, but Bottom the weaver: this will put them</div>
                              <div class="line">out of fear.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, we will have such a prologue; and it shall be</div>
                              <div class="line">written in eight and six.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">No, make it two more; let it be written in eight and eight.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                              <div class="line">Will not the ladies be afeard of the lion?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">STARVELING</div>
                              <div class="line">I fear it, I promise you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Masters, you ought to consider with yourselves: to</div>
                              <div class="line">bring in--God shield us!--a lion among ladies, is a</div>
                              <div class="line">most dreadful thing; for there is not a more fearful</div>
                              <div class="line">wild-fowl than your lion living; and we ought to</div>
                              <div class="line">look to 't.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, you must name his name, and half his face must</div>
                              <div class="line">be seen through the lion's neck: and he himself</div>
                              <div class="line">must speak through, saying thus, or to the same</div>
                              <div class="line">defect,--'Ladies,'--or 'Fair-ladies--I would wish</div>
                              <div class="line">You,'--or 'I would request you,'--or 'I would</div>
                              <div class="line">entreat you,--not to fear, not to tremble: my life</div>
                              <div class="line">for yours. If you think I come hither as a lion, it</div>
                              <div class="line">were pity of my life: no I am no such thing; I am a</div>
                              <div class="line">man as other men are;' and there indeed let him name</div>
                              <div class="line">his name, and tell them plainly he is Snug the joiner.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Well it shall be so. But there is two hard things;</div>
                              <div class="line">that is, to bring the moonlight into a chamber; for,</div>
                              <div class="line">you know, Pyramus and Thisby meet by moonlight.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                              <div class="line">Doth the moon shine that night we play our play?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">A calendar, a calendar! look in the almanac; find</div>
                              <div class="line">out moonshine, find out moonshine.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Yes, it doth shine that night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, then may you leave a casement of the great</div>
                              <div class="line">chamber window, where we play, open, and the moon</div>
                              <div class="line">may shine in at the casement.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay; or else one must come in with a bush of thorns</div>
                              <div class="line">and a lanthorn, and say he comes to disfigure, or to</div>
                              <div class="line">present, the person of Moonshine. Then, there is</div>
                              <div class="line">another thing: we must have a wall in the great</div>
                              <div class="line">chamber; for Pyramus and Thisby says the story, did</div>
                              <div class="line">talk through the chink of a wall.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                              <div class="line">You can never bring in a wall. What say you, Bottom?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Some man or other must present Wall: and let him</div>
                              <div class="line">have some plaster, or some loam, or some rough-cast</div>
                              <div class="line">about him, to signify wall; and let him hold his</div>
                              <div class="line">fingers thus, and through that cranny shall Pyramus</div>
                              <div class="line">and Thisby whisper.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">If that may be, then all is well. Come, sit down,</div>
                              <div class="line">every mother's son, and rehearse your parts.</div>
                              <div class="line">Pyramus, you begin: when you have spoken your</div>
                              <div class="line">speech, enter into that brake: and so every one</div>
                              <div class="line">according to his cue.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter PUCK behind</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here,</div>
                              <div class="line">So near the cradle of the fairy queen?</div>
                              <div class="line">What, a play toward! I'll be an auditor;</div>
                              <div class="line">An actor too, perhaps, if I see cause.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Speak, Pyramus. Thisby, stand forth.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Thisby, the flowers of odious savours sweet,--</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Odours, odours.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">--odours savours sweet:</div>
                              <div class="line">So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisby dear.</div>
                              <div class="line">But hark, a voice! stay thou but here awhile,</div>
                              <div class="line">And by and by I will to thee appear.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">A stranger Pyramus than e'er played here.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                              <div class="line">Must I speak now?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, marry, must you; for you must understand he goes</div>
                              <div class="line">but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                              <div class="line">Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white of hue,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier,</div>
                              <div class="line">Most brisky juvenal and eke most lovely Jew,</div>
                              <div class="line">As true as truest horse that yet would never tire,</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">'Ninus' tomb,' man: why, you must not speak that</div>
                              <div class="line">yet; that you answer to Pyramus: you speak all your</div>
                              <div class="line">part at once, cues and all Pyramus enter: your cue</div>
                              <div class="line">is past; it is, 'never tire.'</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                              <div class="line">O,--As true as truest horse, that yet would</div>
                              <div class="line">never tire.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter PUCK, and BOTTOM with an ass's head</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">If I were fair, Thisby, I were only thine.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">O monstrous! O strange! we are haunted. Pray,</div>
                              <div class="line">masters! fly, masters! Help!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt QUINCE, SNUG, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a round,</div>
                              <div class="line">Through bog, through bush, through brake, through brier:</div>
                              <div class="line">Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound,</div>
                              <div class="line">A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire;</div>
                              <div class="line">And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar, and burn,</div>
                              <div class="line">Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every turn.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Why do they run away? this is a knavery of them to</div>
                              <div class="line">make me afeard.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter SNOUT</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SNOUT</div>
                              <div class="line">O Bottom, thou art changed! what do I see on thee?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">What do you see? you see an asshead of your own, do</div>
                              <div class="line">you?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit SNOUT</p>
                        <p>Re-enter QUINCE</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art</div>
                              <div class="line">translated.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">I see their knavery: this is to make an ass of me;</div>
                              <div class="line">to fright me, if they could. But I will not stir</div>
                              <div class="line">from this place, do what they can: I will walk up</div>
                              <div class="line">and down here, and I will sing, that they shall hear</div>
                              <div class="line">I am not afraid.</div>
                              <p>Sings</p>
                              <div class="line">The ousel cock so black of hue,</div>
                              <div class="line">With orange-tawny bill,</div>
                              <div class="line">The throstle with his note so true,</div>
                              <div class="line">The wren with little quill,--</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Awaking</span>  What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Sings</span>
                              </div>
                              <div class="line">The finch, the sparrow and the lark,</div>
                              <div class="line">The plain-song cuckoo gray,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose note full many a man doth mark,</div>
                              <div class="line">And dares not answer nay;--</div>
                              <div class="line">for, indeed, who would set his wit to so foolish</div>
                              <div class="line">a bird? who would give a bird the lie, though he cry</div>
                              <div class="line">'cuckoo' never so?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again:</div>
                              <div class="line">Mine ear is much enamour'd of thy note;</div>
                              <div class="line">So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape;</div>
                              <div class="line">And thy fair virtue's force perforce doth move me</div>
                              <div class="line">On the first view to say, to swear, I love thee.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Methinks, mistress, you should have little reason</div>
                              <div class="line">for that: and yet, to say the truth, reason and</div>
                              <div class="line">love keep little company together now-a-days; the</div>
                              <div class="line">more the pity that some honest neighbours will not</div>
                              <div class="line">make them friends. Nay, I can gleek upon occasion.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Not so, neither: but if I had wit enough to get out</div>
                              <div class="line">of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Out of this wood do not desire to go:</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou shalt remain here, whether thou wilt or no.</div>
                              <div class="line">I am a spirit of no common rate;</div>
                              <div class="line">The summer still doth tend upon my state;</div>
                              <div class="line">And I do love thee: therefore, go with me;</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee,</div>
                              <div class="line">And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep,</div>
                              <div class="line">And sing while thou on pressed flowers dost sleep;</div>
                              <div class="line">And I will purge thy mortal grossness so</div>
                              <div class="line">That thou shalt like an airy spirit go.</div>
                              <div class="line">Peaseblossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustardseed!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH, and MUSTARDSEED</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PEASEBLOSSOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Ready.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">COBWEB</div>
                              <div class="line">And I.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MOTH</div>
                              <div class="line">And I.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MUSTARDSEED</div>
                              <div class="line">And I.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">ALL</div>
                              <div class="line">Where shall we go?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Be kind and courteous to this gentleman;</div>
                              <div class="line">Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes;</div>
                              <div class="line">Feed him with apricocks and dewberries,</div>
                              <div class="line">With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries;</div>
                              <div class="line">The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees,</div>
                              <div class="line">And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs</div>
                              <div class="line">And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes,</div>
                              <div class="line">To have my love to bed and to arise;</div>
                              <div class="line">And pluck the wings from Painted butterflies</div>
                              <div class="line">To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes:</div>
                              <div class="line">Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PEASEBLOSSOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Hail, mortal!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">COBWEB</div>
                              <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MOTH</div>
                              <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MUSTARDSEED</div>
                              <div class="line">Hail!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">I cry your worship's mercy, heartily: I beseech your</div>
                              <div class="line">worship's name.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">COBWEB</div>
                              <div class="line">Cobweb.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">I shall desire you of more acquaintance, good Master</div>
                              <div class="line">Cobweb: if I cut my finger, I shall make bold with</div>
                              <div class="line">you. Your name, honest gentleman?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PEASEBLOSSOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Peaseblossom.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">I pray you, commend me to Mistress Squash, your</div>
                              <div class="line">mother, and to Master Peascod, your father. Good</div>
                              <div class="line">Master Peaseblossom, I shall desire you of more</div>
                              <div class="line">acquaintance too. Your name, I beseech you, sir?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MUSTARDSEED</div>
                              <div class="line">Mustardseed.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Good Master Mustardseed, I know your patience well:</div>
                              <div class="line">that same cowardly, giant-like ox-beef hath</div>
                              <div class="line">devoured many a gentleman of your house: I promise</div>
                              <div class="line">you your kindred had made my eyes water ere now. I</div>
                              <div class="line">desire your more acquaintance, good Master</div>
                              <div class="line">Mustardseed.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Come, wait upon him; lead him to my bower.</div>
                              <div class="line">The moon methinks looks with a watery eye;</div>
                              <div class="line">And when she weeps, weeps every little flower,</div>
                              <div class="line">Lamenting some enforced chastity.</div>
                              <div class="line">Tie up my love's tongue bring him silently.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.5.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE II.  Another part of the wood.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter OBERON</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">I wonder if Titania be awaked;</div>
                              <div class="line">Then, what it was that next came in her eye,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which she must dote on in extremity.</div>
                              <p>Enter PUCK</p>
                              <div class="line">Here comes my messenger.</div>
                              <div class="line">How now, mad spirit!</div>
                              <div class="line">What night-rule now about this haunted grove?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">My mistress with a monster is in love.</div>
                              <div class="line">Near to her close and consecrated bower,</div>
                              <div class="line">While she was in her dull and sleeping hour,</div>
                              <div class="line">A crew of patches, rude mechanicals,</div>
                              <div class="line">That work for bread upon Athenian stalls,</div>
                              <div class="line">Were met together to rehearse a play</div>
                              <div class="line">Intended for great Theseus' nuptial-day.</div>
                              <div class="line">The shallowest thick-skin of that barren sort,</div>
                              <div class="line">Who Pyramus presented, in their sport</div>
                              <div class="line">Forsook his scene and enter'd in a brake</div>
                              <div class="line">When I did him at this advantage take,</div>
                              <div class="line">An ass's nole I fixed on his head:</div>
                              <div class="line">Anon his Thisbe must be answered,</div>
                              <div class="line">And forth my mimic comes. When they him spy,</div>
                              <div class="line">As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort,</div>
                              <div class="line">Rising and cawing at the gun's report,</div>
                              <div class="line">Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky,</div>
                              <div class="line">So, at his sight, away his fellows fly;</div>
                              <div class="line">And, at our stamp, here o'er and o'er one falls;</div>
                              <div class="line">He murder cries and help from Athens calls.</div>
                              <div class="line">Their sense thus weak, lost with their fears</div>
                              <div class="line">thus strong,</div>
                              <div class="line">Made senseless things begin to do them wrong;</div>
                              <div class="line">For briers and thorns at their apparel snatch;</div>
                              <div class="line">Some sleeves, some hats, from yielders all</div>
                              <div class="line">things catch.</div>
                              <div class="line">I led them on in this distracted fear,</div>
                              <div class="line">And left sweet Pyramus translated there:</div>
                              <div class="line">When in that moment, so it came to pass,</div>
                              <div class="line">Titania waked and straightway loved an ass.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">This falls out better than I could devise.</div>
                              <div class="line">But hast thou yet latch'd the Athenian's eyes</div>
                              <div class="line">With the love-juice, as I did bid thee do?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">I took him sleeping,--that is finish'd too,--</div>
                              <div class="line">And the Athenian woman by his side:</div>
                              <div class="line">That, when he waked, of force she must be eyed.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter HERMIA and DEMETRIUS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Stand close: this is the same Athenian.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">This is the woman, but not this the man.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">O, why rebuke you him that loves you so?</div>
                              <div class="line">Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Now I but chide; but I should use thee worse,</div>
                              <div class="line">For thou, I fear, hast given me cause to curse,</div>
                              <div class="line">If thou hast slain Lysander in his sleep,</div>
                              <div class="line">Being o'er shoes in blood, plunge in the deep,</div>
                              <div class="line">And kill me too.</div>
                              <div class="line">The sun was not so true unto the day</div>
                              <div class="line">As he to me: would he have stolen away</div>
                              <div class="line">From sleeping Hermia? I'll believe as soon</div>
                              <div class="line">This whole earth may be bored and that the moon</div>
                              <div class="line">May through the centre creep and so displease</div>
                              <div class="line">Her brother's noontide with Antipodes.</div>
                              <div class="line">It cannot be but thou hast murder'd him;</div>
                              <div class="line">So should a murderer look, so dead, so grim.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">So should the murder'd look, and so should I,</div>
                              <div class="line">Pierced through the heart with your stern cruelty:</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet you, the murderer, look as bright, as clear,</div>
                              <div class="line">As yonder Venus in her glimmering sphere.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">What's this to my Lysander? where is he?</div>
                              <div class="line">Ah, good Demetrius, wilt thou give him me?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">I had rather give his carcass to my hounds.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Out, dog! out, cur! thou drivest me past the bounds</div>
                              <div class="line">Of maiden's patience. Hast thou slain him, then?</div>
                              <div class="line">Henceforth be never number'd among men!</div>
                              <div class="line">O, once tell true, tell true, even for my sake!</div>
                              <div class="line">Durst thou have look'd upon him being awake,</div>
                              <div class="line">And hast thou kill'd him sleeping? O brave touch!</div>
                              <div class="line">Could not a worm, an adder, do so much?</div>
                              <div class="line">An adder did it; for with doubler tongue</div>
                              <div class="line">Than thine, thou serpent, never adder stung.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">You spend your passion on a misprised mood:</div>
                              <div class="line">I am not guilty of Lysander's blood;</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor is he dead, for aught that I can tell.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">I pray thee, tell me then that he is well.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">An if I could, what should I get therefore?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">A privilege never to see me more.</div>
                              <div class="line">And from thy hated presence part I so:</div>
                              <div class="line">See me no more, whether he be dead or no.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">There is no following her in this fierce vein:</div>
                              <div class="line">Here therefore for a while I will remain.</div>
                              <div class="line">So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow</div>
                              <div class="line">For debt that bankrupt sleep doth sorrow owe:</div>
                              <div class="line">Which now in some slight measure it will pay,</div>
                              <div class="line">If for his tender here I make some stay.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Lies down and sleeps</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">What hast thou done? thou hast mistaken quite</div>
                              <div class="line">And laid the love-juice on some true-love's sight:</div>
                              <div class="line">Of thy misprision must perforce ensue</div>
                              <div class="line">Some true love turn'd and not a false turn'd true.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Then fate o'er-rules, that, one man holding troth,</div>
                              <div class="line">A million fail, confounding oath on oath.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">About the wood go swifter than the wind,</div>
                              <div class="line">And Helena of Athens look thou find:</div>
                              <div class="line">All fancy-sick she is and pale of cheer,</div>
                              <div class="line">With sighs of love, that costs the fresh blood dear:</div>
                              <div class="line">By some illusion see thou bring her here:</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll charm his eyes against she do appear.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">I go, I go; look how I go,</div>
                              <div class="line">Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Flower of this purple dye,</div>
                              <div class="line">Hit with Cupid's archery,</div>
                              <div class="line">Sink in apple of his eye.</div>
                              <div class="line">When his love he doth espy,</div>
                              <div class="line">Let her shine as gloriously</div>
                              <div class="line">As the Venus of the sky.</div>
                              <div class="line">When thou wakest, if she be by,</div>
                              <div class="line">Beg of her for remedy.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter PUCK</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Captain of our fairy band,</div>
                              <div class="line">Helena is here at hand;</div>
                              <div class="line">And the youth, mistook by me,</div>
                              <div class="line">Pleading for a lover's fee.</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall we their fond pageant see?</div>
                              <div class="line">Lord, what fools these mortals be!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Stand aside: the noise they make</div>
                              <div class="line">Will cause Demetrius to awake.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Then will two at once woo one;</div>
                              <div class="line">That must needs be sport alone;</div>
                              <div class="line">And those things do best please me</div>
                              <div class="line">That befal preposterously.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter LYSANDER and HELENA</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Why should you think that I should woo in scorn?</div>
                              <div class="line">Scorn and derision never come in tears:</div>
                              <div class="line">Look, when I vow, I weep; and vows so born,</div>
                              <div class="line">In their nativity all truth appears.</div>
                              <div class="line">How can these things in me seem scorn to you,</div>
                              <div class="line">Bearing the badge of faith, to prove them true?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">You do advance your cunning more and more.</div>
                              <div class="line">When truth kills truth, O devilish-holy fray!</div>
                              <div class="line">These vows are Hermia's: will you give her o'er?</div>
                              <div class="line">Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh:</div>
                              <div class="line">Your vows to her and me, put in two scales,</div>
                              <div class="line">Will even weigh, and both as light as tales.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">I had no judgment when to her I swore.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor none, in my mind, now you give her o'er.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Demetrius loves her, and he loves not you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Awaking</span>  O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!</div>
                              <div class="line">To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?</div>
                              <div class="line">Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!</div>
                              <div class="line">That pure congealed white, high Taurus snow,</div>
                              <div class="line">Fann'd with the eastern wind, turns to a crow</div>
                              <div class="line">When thou hold'st up thy hand: O, let me kiss</div>
                              <div class="line">This princess of pure white, this seal of bliss!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">O spite! O hell! I see you all are bent</div>
                              <div class="line">To set against me for your merriment:</div>
                              <div class="line">If you we re civil and knew courtesy,</div>
                              <div class="line">You would not do me thus much injury.</div>
                              <div class="line">Can you not hate me, as I know you do,</div>
                              <div class="line">But you must join in souls to mock me too?</div>
                              <div class="line">If you were men, as men you are in show,</div>
                              <div class="line">You would not use a gentle lady so;</div>
                              <div class="line">To vow, and swear, and superpraise my parts,</div>
                              <div class="line">When I am sure you hate me with your hearts.</div>
                              <div class="line">You both are rivals, and love Hermia;</div>
                              <div class="line">And now both rivals, to mock Helena:</div>
                              <div class="line">A trim exploit, a manly enterprise,</div>
                              <div class="line">To conjure tears up in a poor maid's eyes</div>
                              <div class="line">With your derision! none of noble sort</div>
                              <div class="line">Would so offend a virgin, and extort</div>
                              <div class="line">A poor soul's patience, all to make you sport.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">You are unkind, Demetrius; be not so;</div>
                              <div class="line">For you love Hermia; this you know I know:</div>
                              <div class="line">And here, with all good will, with all my heart,</div>
                              <div class="line">In Hermia's love I yield you up my part;</div>
                              <div class="line">And yours of Helena to me bequeath,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whom I do love and will do till my death.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Never did mockers waste more idle breath.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Lysander, keep thy Hermia; I will none:</div>
                              <div class="line">If e'er I loved her, all that love is gone.</div>
                              <div class="line">My heart to her but as guest-wise sojourn'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">And now to Helen is it home return'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">There to remain.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
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                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Helen, it is not so.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Disparage not the faith thou dost not know,</div>
                              <div class="line">Lest, to thy peril, thou aby it dear.</div>
                              <div class="line">Look, where thy love comes; yonder is thy dear.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter HERMIA</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Dark night, that from the eye his function takes,</div>
                              <div class="line">The ear more quick of apprehension makes;</div>
                              <div class="line">Wherein it doth impair the seeing sense,</div>
                              <div class="line">It pays the hearing double recompense.</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou art not by mine eye, Lysander, found;</div>
                              <div class="line">Mine ear, I thank it, brought me to thy sound</div>
                              <div class="line">But why unkindly didst thou leave me so?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Why should he stay, whom love doth press to go?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">What love could press Lysander from my side?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Lysander's love, that would not let him bide,</div>
                              <div class="line">Fair Helena, who more engilds the night</div>
                              <div class="line">Than all you fiery oes and eyes of light.</div>
                              <div class="line">Why seek'st thou me? could not this make thee know,</div>
                              <div class="line">The hate I bear thee made me leave thee so?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">You speak not as you think: it cannot be.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Lo, she is one of this confederacy!</div>
                              <div class="line">Now I perceive they have conjoin'd all three</div>
                              <div class="line">To fashion this false sport, in spite of me.</div>
                              <div class="line">Injurious Hermia! most ungrateful maid!</div>
                              <div class="line">Have you conspired, have you with these contrived</div>
                              <div class="line">To bait me with this foul derision?</div>
                              <div class="line">Is all the counsel that we two have shared,</div>
                              <div class="line">The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent,</div>
                              <div class="line">When we have chid the hasty-footed time</div>
                              <div class="line">For parting us,--O, is it all forgot?</div>
                              <div class="line">All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence?</div>
                              <div class="line">We, Hermia, like two artificial gods,</div>
                              <div class="line">Have with our needles created both one flower,</div>
                              <div class="line">Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion,</div>
                              <div class="line">Both warbling of one song, both in one key,</div>
                              <div class="line">As if our hands, our sides, voices and minds,</div>
                              <div class="line">Had been incorporate. So we grow together,</div>
                              <div class="line">Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,</div>
                              <div class="line">But yet an union in partition;</div>
                              <div class="line">Two lovely berries moulded on one stem;</div>
                              <div class="line">So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart;</div>
                              <div class="line">Two of the first, like coats in heraldry,</div>
                              <div class="line">Due but to one and crowned with one crest.</div>
                              <div class="line">And will you rent our ancient love asunder,</div>
                              <div class="line">To join with men in scorning your poor friend?</div>
                              <div class="line">It is not friendly, 'tis not maidenly:</div>
                              <div class="line">Our sex, as well as I, may chide you for it,</div>
                              <div class="line">Though I alone do feel the injury.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">I am amazed at your passionate words.</div>
                              <div class="line">I scorn you not: it seems that you scorn me.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Have you not set Lysander, as in scorn,</div>
                              <div class="line">To follow me and praise my eyes and face?</div>
                              <div class="line">And made your other love, Demetrius,</div>
                              <div class="line">Who even but now did spurn me with his foot,</div>
                              <div class="line">To call me goddess, nymph, divine and rare,</div>
                              <div class="line">Precious, celestial? Wherefore speaks he this</div>
                              <div class="line">To her he hates? and wherefore doth Lysander</div>
                              <div class="line">Deny your love, so rich within his soul,</div>
                              <div class="line">And tender me, forsooth, affection,</div>
                              <div class="line">But by your setting on, by your consent?</div>
                              <div class="line">What thought I be not so in grace as you,</div>
                              <div class="line">So hung upon with love, so fortunate,</div>
                              <div class="line">But miserable most, to love unloved?</div>
                              <div class="line">This you should pity rather than despise.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERNIA</div>
                              <div class="line">I understand not what you mean by this.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, do, persever, counterfeit sad looks,</div>
                              <div class="line">Make mouths upon me when I turn my back;</div>
                              <div class="line">Wink each at other; hold the sweet jest up:</div>
                              <div class="line">This sport, well carried, shall be chronicled.</div>
                              <div class="line">If you have any pity, grace, or manners,</div>
                              <div class="line">You would not make me such an argument.</div>
                              <div class="line">But fare ye well: 'tis partly my own fault;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which death or absence soon shall remedy.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Stay, gentle Helena; hear my excuse:</div>
                              <div class="line">My love, my life my soul, fair Helena!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">O excellent!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Sweet, do not scorn her so.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">If she cannot entreat, I can compel.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou canst compel no more than she entreat:</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy threats have no more strength than her weak prayers.</div>
                              <div class="line">Helen, I love thee; by my life, I do:</div>
                              <div class="line">I swear by that which I will lose for thee,</div>
                              <div class="line">To prove him false that says I love thee not.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">I say I love thee more than he can do.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">If thou say so, withdraw, and prove it too.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Quick, come!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Lysander, whereto tends all this?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Away, you Ethiope!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">No, no; he'll</div>
                              <div class="line">Seem to break loose; take on as you would follow,</div>
                              <div class="line">But yet come not: you are a tame man, go!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Hang off, thou cat, thou burr! vile thing, let loose,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Why are you grown so rude? what change is this?</div>
                              <div class="line">Sweet love,--</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy love! out, tawny Tartar, out!</div>
                              <div class="line">Out, loathed medicine! hated potion, hence!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Do you not jest?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Yes, sooth; and so do you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Demetrius, I will keep my word with thee.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">I would I had your bond, for I perceive</div>
                              <div class="line">A weak bond holds you: I'll not trust your word.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">What, should I hurt her, strike her, kill her dead?</div>
                              <div class="line">Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">What, can you do me greater harm than hate?</div>
                              <div class="line">Hate me! wherefore? O me! what news, my love!</div>
                              <div class="line">Am not I Hermia? are not you Lysander?</div>
                              <div class="line">I am as fair now as I was erewhile.</div>
                              <div class="line">Since night you loved me; yet since night you left</div>
                              <div class="line">me:</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, then you left me--O, the gods forbid!--</div>
                              <div class="line">In earnest, shall I say?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, by my life;</div>
                              <div class="line">And never did desire to see thee more.</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore be out of hope, of question, of doubt;</div>
                              <div class="line">Be certain, nothing truer; 'tis no jest</div>
                              <div class="line">That I do hate thee and love Helena.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">O me! you juggler! you canker-blossom!</div>
                              <div class="line">You thief of love! what, have you come by night</div>
                              <div class="line">And stolen my love's heart from him?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Fine, i'faith!</div>
                              <div class="line">Have you no modesty, no maiden shame,</div>
                              <div class="line">No touch of bashfulness? What, will you tear</div>
                              <div class="line">Impatient answers from my gentle tongue?</div>
                              <div class="line">Fie, fie! you counterfeit, you puppet, you!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Puppet? why so? ay, that way goes the game.</div>
                              <div class="line">Now I perceive that she hath made compare</div>
                              <div class="line">Between our statures; she hath urged her height;</div>
                              <div class="line">And with her personage, her tall personage,</div>
                              <div class="line">Her height, forsooth, she hath prevail'd with him.</div>
                              <div class="line">And are you grown so high in his esteem;</div>
                              <div class="line">Because I am so dwarfish and so low?</div>
                              <div class="line">How low am I, thou painted maypole? speak;</div>
                              <div class="line">How low am I? I am not yet so low</div>
                              <div class="line">But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">I pray you, though you mock me, gentlemen,</div>
                              <div class="line">Let her not hurt me: I was never curst;</div>
                              <div class="line">I have no gift at all in shrewishness;</div>
                              <div class="line">I am a right maid for my cowardice:</div>
                              <div class="line">Let her not strike me. You perhaps may think,</div>
                              <div class="line">Because she is something lower than myself,</div>
                              <div class="line">That I can match her.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Lower! hark, again.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">Good Hermia, do not be so bitter with me.</div>
                              <div class="line">I evermore did love you, Hermia,</div>
                              <div class="line">Did ever keep your counsels, never wrong'd you;</div>
                              <div class="line">Save that, in love unto Demetrius,</div>
                              <div class="line">I told him of your stealth unto this wood.</div>
                              <div class="line">He follow'd you; for love I follow'd him;</div>
                              <div class="line">But he hath chid me hence and threaten'd me</div>
                              <div class="line">To strike me, spurn me, nay, to kill me too:</div>
                              <div class="line">And now, so you will let me quiet go,</div>
                              <div class="line">To Athens will I bear my folly back</div>
                              <div class="line">And follow you no further: let me go:</div>
                              <div class="line">You see how simple and how fond I am.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, get you gone: who is't that hinders you?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">A foolish heart, that I leave here behind.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">What, with Lysander?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">With Demetrius.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Be not afraid; she shall not harm thee, Helena.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">No, sir, she shall not, though you take her part.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd!</div>
                              <div class="line">She was a vixen when she went to school;</div>
                              <div class="line">And though she be but little, she is fierce.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">'Little' again! nothing but 'low' and 'little'!</div>
                              <div class="line">Why will you suffer her to flout me thus?</div>
                              <div class="line">Let me come to her.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Get you gone, you dwarf;</div>
                              <div class="line">You minimus, of hindering knot-grass made;</div>
                              <div class="line">You bead, you acorn.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">You are too officious</div>
                              <div class="line">In her behalf that scorns your services.</div>
                              <div class="line">Let her alone: speak not of Helena;</div>
                              <div class="line">Take not her part; for, if thou dost intend</div>
                              <div class="line">Never so little show of love to her,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou shalt aby it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Now she holds me not;</div>
                              <div class="line">Now follow, if thou darest, to try whose right,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of thine or mine, is most in Helena.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Follow! nay, I'll go with thee, cheek by jole.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt LYSANDER and DEMETRIUS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">You, mistress, all this coil is 'long of you:</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, go not back.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">I will not trust you, I,</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor longer stay in your curst company.</div>
                              <div class="line">Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray,</div>
                              <div class="line">My legs are longer though, to run away.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">I am amazed, and know not what to say.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">This is thy negligence: still thou mistakest,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or else committ'st thy knaveries wilfully.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Believe me, king of shadows, I mistook.</div>
                              <div class="line">Did not you tell me I should know the man</div>
                              <div class="line">By the Athenian garment be had on?</div>
                              <div class="line">And so far blameless proves my enterprise,</div>
                              <div class="line">That I have 'nointed an Athenian's eyes;</div>
                              <div class="line">And so far am I glad it so did sort</div>
                              <div class="line">As this their jangling I esteem a sport.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou see'st these lovers seek a place to fight:</div>
                              <div class="line">Hie therefore, Robin, overcast the night;</div>
                              <div class="line">The starry welkin cover thou anon</div>
                              <div class="line">With drooping fog as black as Acheron,</div>
                              <div class="line">And lead these testy rivals so astray</div>
                              <div class="line">As one come not within another's way.</div>
                              <div class="line">Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue,</div>
                              <div class="line">Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong;</div>
                              <div class="line">And sometime rail thou like Demetrius;</div>
                              <div class="line">And from each other look thou lead them thus,</div>
                              <div class="line">Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting sleep</div>
                              <div class="line">With leaden legs and batty wings doth creep:</div>
                              <div class="line">Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye;</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose liquor hath this virtuous property,</div>
                              <div class="line">To take from thence all error with his might,</div>
                              <div class="line">And make his eyeballs roll with wonted sight.</div>
                              <div class="line">When they next wake, all this derision</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall seem a dream and fruitless vision,</div>
                              <div class="line">And back to Athens shall the lovers wend,</div>
                              <div class="line">With league whose date till death shall never end.</div>
                              <div class="line">Whiles I in this affair do thee employ,</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll to my queen and beg her Indian boy;</div>
                              <div class="line">And then I will her charmed eye release</div>
                              <div class="line">From monster's view, and all things shall be peace.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">My fairy lord, this must be done with haste,</div>
                              <div class="line">For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast,</div>
                              <div class="line">And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger;</div>
                              <div class="line">At whose approach, ghosts, wandering here and there,</div>
                              <div class="line">Troop home to churchyards: damned spirits all,</div>
                              <div class="line">That in crossways and floods have burial,</div>
                              <div class="line">Already to their wormy beds are gone;</div>
                              <div class="line">For fear lest day should look their shames upon,</div>
                              <div class="line">They willfully themselves exile from light</div>
                              <div class="line">And must for aye consort with black-brow'd night.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">But we are spirits of another sort:</div>
                              <div class="line">I with the morning's love have oft made sport,</div>
                              <div class="line">And, like a forester, the groves may tread,</div>
                              <div class="line">Even till the eastern gate, all fiery-red,</div>
                              <div class="line">Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams,</div>
                              <div class="line">Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams.</div>
                              <div class="line">But, notwithstanding, haste; make no delay:</div>
                              <div class="line">We may effect this business yet ere day.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Up and down, up and down,</div>
                              <div class="line">I will lead them up and down:</div>
                              <div class="line">I am fear'd in field and town:</div>
                              <div class="line">Goblin, lead them up and down.</div>
                              <div class="line">Here comes one.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter LYSANDER</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Where art thou, proud Demetrius? speak thou now.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Here, villain; drawn and ready. Where art thou?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">I will be with thee straight.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Follow me, then,</div>
                              <div class="line">To plainer ground.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit LYSANDER, as following the voice</p>
                        <p>Re-enter DEMETRIUS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Lysander! speak again:</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou runaway, thou coward, art thou fled?</div>
                              <div class="line">Speak! In some bush? Where dost thou hide thy head?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars,</div>
                              <div class="line">Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars,</div>
                              <div class="line">And wilt not come? Come, recreant; come, thou child;</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll whip thee with a rod: he is defiled</div>
                              <div class="line">That draws a sword on thee.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, art thou there?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Follow my voice: we'll try no manhood here.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                        <p>Re-enter LYSANDER</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">He goes before me and still dares me on:</div>
                              <div class="line">When I come where he calls, then he is gone.</div>
                              <div class="line">The villain is much lighter-heel'd than I:</div>
                              <div class="line">I follow'd fast, but faster he did fly;</div>
                              <div class="line">That fallen am I in dark uneven way,</div>
                              <div class="line">And here will rest me.</div>
                              <p>Lies down</p>
                              <div class="line">Come, thou gentle day!</div>
                              <div class="line">For if but once thou show me thy grey light,</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll find Demetrius and revenge this spite.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Sleeps</p>
                        <p>Re-enter PUCK and DEMETRIUS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Ho, ho, ho! Coward, why comest thou not?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Abide me, if thou darest; for well I wot</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou runn'st before me, shifting every place,</div>
                              <div class="line">And darest not stand, nor look me in the face.</div>
                              <div class="line">Where art thou now?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Come hither: I am here.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, then, thou mock'st me. Thou shalt buy this dear,</div>
                              <div class="line">If ever I thy face by daylight see:</div>
                              <div class="line">Now, go thy way. Faintness constraineth me</div>
                              <div class="line">To measure out my length on this cold bed.</div>
                              <div class="line">By day's approach look to be visited.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Lies down and sleeps</p>
                        <p>Re-enter HELENA</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">O weary night, O long and tedious night,</div>
                              <div class="line">Abate thy hour! Shine comforts from the east,</div>
                              <div class="line">That I may back to Athens by daylight,</div>
                              <div class="line">From these that my poor company detest:</div>
                              <div class="line">And sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye,</div>
                              <div class="line">Steal me awhile from mine own company.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Lies down and sleeps</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet but three? Come one more;</div>
                              <div class="line">Two of both kinds make up four.</div>
                              <div class="line">Here she comes, curst and sad:</div>
                              <div class="line">Cupid is a knavish lad,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thus to make poor females mad.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter HERMIA</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Never so weary, never so in woe,</div>
                              <div class="line">Bedabbled with the dew and torn with briers,</div>
                              <div class="line">I can no further crawl, no further go;</div>
                              <div class="line">My legs can keep no pace with my desires.</div>
                              <div class="line">Here will I rest me till the break of day.</div>
                              <div class="line">Heavens shield Lysander, if they mean a fray!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Lies down and sleeps</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">On the ground</div>
                              <div class="line">Sleep sound:</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll apply</div>
                              <div class="line">To your eye,</div>
                              <div class="line">Gentle lover, remedy.</div>
                              <p>Squeezing the juice on LYSANDER's eyes</p>
                              <div class="line">When thou wakest,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou takest</div>
                              <div class="line">True delight</div>
                              <div class="line">In the sight</div>
                              <div class="line">Of thy former lady's eye:</div>
                              <div class="line">And the country proverb known,</div>
                              <div class="line">That every man should take his own,</div>
                              <div class="line">In your waking shall be shown:</div>
                              <div class="line">Jack shall have Jill;</div>
                              <div class="line">Nought shall go ill;</div>
                              <div class="line">The man shall have his mare again, and all shall be well.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.6">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 4. ACT IV</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  The same. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA lying asleep.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.6.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. SCENE I.  The same. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HELENA, and HERMIA lying asleep.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter TITANIA and BOTTOM; PEASEBLOSSOM, COBWEB, MOTH,
MUSTARDSEED, and other Fairies attending; OBERON
behind unseen</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Come, sit thee down upon this flowery bed,</div>
                              <div class="line">While I thy amiable cheeks do coy,</div>
                              <div class="line">And stick musk-roses in thy sleek smooth head,</div>
                              <div class="line">And kiss thy fair large ears, my gentle joy.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Where's Peaseblossom?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PEASEBLOSSOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Ready.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Scratch my head Peaseblossom. Where's Mounsieur Cobweb?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">COBWEB</div>
                              <div class="line">Ready.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Mounsieur Cobweb, good mounsieur, get you your</div>
                              <div class="line">weapons in your hand, and kill me a red-hipped</div>
                              <div class="line">humble-bee on the top of a thistle; and, good</div>
                              <div class="line">mounsieur, bring me the honey-bag. Do not fret</div>
                              <div class="line">yourself too much in the action, mounsieur; and,</div>
                              <div class="line">good mounsieur, have a care the honey-bag break not;</div>
                              <div class="line">I would be loath to have you overflown with a</div>
                              <div class="line">honey-bag, signior. Where's Mounsieur Mustardseed?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MUSTARDSEED</div>
                              <div class="line">Ready.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Give me your neaf, Mounsieur Mustardseed. Pray you,</div>
                              <div class="line">leave your courtesy, good mounsieur.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">MUSTARDSEED</div>
                              <div class="line">What's your Will?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Nothing, good mounsieur, but to help Cavalery Cobweb</div>
                              <div class="line">to scratch. I must to the barber's, monsieur; for</div>
                              <div class="line">methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face; and I</div>
                              <div class="line">am such a tender ass, if my hair do but tickle me,</div>
                              <div class="line">I must scratch.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">What, wilt thou hear some music,</div>
                              <div class="line">my sweet love?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">I have a reasonable good ear in music. Let's have</div>
                              <div class="line">the tongs and the bones.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Or say, sweet love, what thou desirest to eat.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Truly, a peck of provender: I could munch your good</div>
                              <div class="line">dry oats. Methinks I have a great desire to a bottle</div>
                              <div class="line">of hay: good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">I have a venturous fairy that shall seek</div>
                              <div class="line">The squirrel's hoard, and fetch thee new nuts.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">I had rather have a handful or two of dried peas.</div>
                              <div class="line">But, I pray you, let none of your people stir me: I</div>
                              <div class="line">have an exposition of sleep come upon me.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms.</div>
                              <div class="line">Fairies, begone, and be all ways away.</div>
                              <p>Exeunt fairies</p>
                              <div class="line">So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle</div>
                              <div class="line">Gently entwist; the female ivy so</div>
                              <div class="line">Enrings the barky fingers of the elm.</div>
                              <div class="line">O, how I love thee! how I dote on thee!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>They sleep</p>
                        <p>Enter PUCK</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Advancing</span>  Welcome, good Robin.</div>
                              <div class="line">See'st thou this sweet sight?</div>
                              <div class="line">Her dotage now I do begin to pity:</div>
                              <div class="line">For, meeting her of late behind the wood,</div>
                              <div class="line">Seeking sweet favours from this hateful fool,</div>
                              <div class="line">I did upbraid her and fall out with her;</div>
                              <div class="line">For she his hairy temples then had rounded</div>
                              <div class="line">With a coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers;</div>
                              <div class="line">And that same dew, which sometime on the buds</div>
                              <div class="line">Was wont to swell like round and orient pearls,</div>
                              <div class="line">Stood now within the pretty flowerets' eyes</div>
                              <div class="line">Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail.</div>
                              <div class="line">When I had at my pleasure taunted her</div>
                              <div class="line">And she in mild terms begg'd my patience,</div>
                              <div class="line">I then did ask of her her changeling child;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent</div>
                              <div class="line">To bear him to my bower in fairy land.</div>
                              <div class="line">And now I have the boy, I will undo</div>
                              <div class="line">This hateful imperfection of her eyes:</div>
                              <div class="line">And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp</div>
                              <div class="line">From off the head of this Athenian swain;</div>
                              <div class="line">That, he awaking when the other do,</div>
                              <div class="line">May all to Athens back again repair</div>
                              <div class="line">And think no more of this night's accidents</div>
                              <div class="line">But as the fierce vexation of a dream.</div>
                              <div class="line">But first I will release the fairy queen.</div>
                              <div class="line">Be as thou wast wont to be;</div>
                              <div class="line">See as thou wast wont to see:</div>
                              <div class="line">Dian's bud o'er Cupid's flower</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath such force and blessed power.</div>
                              <div class="line">Now, my Titania; wake you, my sweet queen.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">My Oberon! what visions have I seen!</div>
                              <div class="line">Methought I was enamour'd of an ass.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">There lies your love.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">How came these things to pass?</div>
                              <div class="line">O, how mine eyes do loathe his visage now!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Silence awhile. Robin, take off this head.</div>
                              <div class="line">Titania, music call; and strike more dead</div>
                              <div class="line">Than common sleep of all these five the sense.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Music, ho! music, such as charmeth sleep!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Music, still</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Now, when thou wakest, with thine</div>
                              <div class="line">own fool's eyes peep.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Sound, music! Come, my queen, take hands with me,</div>
                              <div class="line">And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.</div>
                              <div class="line">Now thou and I are new in amity,</div>
                              <div class="line">And will to-morrow midnight solemnly</div>
                              <div class="line">Dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly,</div>
                              <div class="line">And bless it to all fair prosperity:</div>
                              <div class="line">There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be</div>
                              <div class="line">Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PUCK</div>
                              <div class="line">Fairy king, attend, and mark:</div>
                              <div class="line">I do hear the morning lark.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">OBERON</div>
                              <div class="line">Then, my queen, in silence sad,</div>
                              <div class="line">Trip we after the night's shade:</div>
                              <div class="line">We the globe can compass soon,</div>
                              <div class="line">Swifter than the wandering moon.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">TITANIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Come, my lord, and in our flight</div>
                              <div class="line">Tell me how it came this night</div>
                              <div class="line">That I sleeping here was found</div>
                              <div class="line">With these mortals on the ground.</div>
                              <p>Exeunt</p>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Horns winded within</p>
                        <p>Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Go, one of you, find out the forester;</div>
                              <div class="line">For now our observation is perform'd;</div>
                              <div class="line">And since we have the vaward of the day,</div>
                              <div class="line">My love shall hear the music of my hounds.</div>
                              <div class="line">Uncouple in the western valley; let them go:</div>
                              <div class="line">Dispatch, I say, and find the forester.</div>
                              <p>Exit an Attendant</p>
                              <div class="line">We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top,</div>
                              <div class="line">And mark the musical confusion</div>
                              <div class="line">Of hounds and echo in conjunction.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                              <div class="line">I was with Hercules and Cadmus once,</div>
                              <div class="line">When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear</div>
                              <div class="line">With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear</div>
                              <div class="line">Such gallant chiding: for, besides the groves,</div>
                              <div class="line">The skies, the fountains, every region near</div>
                              <div class="line">Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never heard</div>
                              <div class="line">So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind,</div>
                              <div class="line">So flew'd, so sanded, and their heads are hung</div>
                              <div class="line">With ears that sweep away the morning dew;</div>
                              <div class="line">Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls;</div>
                              <div class="line">Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells,</div>
                              <div class="line">Each under each. A cry more tuneable</div>
                              <div class="line">Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn,</div>
                              <div class="line">In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly:</div>
                              <div class="line">Judge when you hear. But, soft! what nymphs are these?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord, this is my daughter here asleep;</div>
                              <div class="line">And this, Lysander; this Demetrius is;</div>
                              <div class="line">This Helena, old Nedar's Helena:</div>
                              <div class="line">I wonder of their being here together.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">No doubt they rose up early to observe</div>
                              <div class="line">The rite of May, and hearing our intent,</div>
                              <div class="line">Came here in grace our solemnity.</div>
                              <div class="line">But speak, Egeus; is not this the day</div>
                              <div class="line">That Hermia should give answer of her choice?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">It is, my lord.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Go, bid the huntsmen wake them with their horns.</div>
                              <p>Horns and shout within. LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS,
HELENA, and HERMIA wake and start up</p>
                              <div class="line">Good morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is past:</div>
                              <div class="line">Begin these wood-birds but to couple now?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">Pardon, my lord.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">I pray you all, stand up.</div>
                              <div class="line">I know you two are rival enemies:</div>
                              <div class="line">How comes this gentle concord in the world,</div>
                              <div class="line">That hatred is so far from jealousy,</div>
                              <div class="line">To sleep by hate, and fear no enmity?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord, I shall reply amazedly,</div>
                              <div class="line">Half sleep, half waking: but as yet, I swear,</div>
                              <div class="line">I cannot truly say how I came here;</div>
                              <div class="line">But, as I think,--for truly would I speak,</div>
                              <div class="line">And now do I bethink me, so it is,--</div>
                              <div class="line">I came with Hermia hither: our intent</div>
                              <div class="line">Was to be gone from Athens, where we might,</div>
                              <div class="line">Without the peril of the Athenian law.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EGEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Enough, enough, my lord; you have enough:</div>
                              <div class="line">I beg the law, the law, upon his head.</div>
                              <div class="line">They would have stolen away; they would, Demetrius,</div>
                              <div class="line">Thereby to have defeated you and me,</div>
                              <div class="line">You of your wife and me of my consent,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of my consent that she should be your wife.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord, fair Helen told me of their stealth,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of this their purpose hither to this wood;</div>
                              <div class="line">And I in fury hither follow'd them,</div>
                              <div class="line">Fair Helena in fancy following me.</div>
                              <div class="line">But, my good lord, I wot not by what power,--</div>
                              <div class="line">But by some power it is,--my love to Hermia,</div>
                              <div class="line">Melted as the snow, seems to me now</div>
                              <div class="line">As the remembrance of an idle gaud</div>
                              <div class="line">Which in my childhood I did dote upon;</div>
                              <div class="line">And all the faith, the virtue of my heart,</div>
                              <div class="line">The object and the pleasure of mine eye,</div>
                              <div class="line">Is only Helena. To her, my lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">Was I betroth'd ere I saw Hermia:</div>
                              <div class="line">But, like in sickness, did I loathe this food;</div>
                              <div class="line">But, as in health, come to my natural taste,</div>
                              <div class="line">Now I do wish it, love it, long for it,</div>
                              <div class="line">And will for evermore be true to it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Fair lovers, you are fortunately met:</div>
                              <div class="line">Of this discourse we more will hear anon.</div>
                              <div class="line">Egeus, I will overbear your will;</div>
                              <div class="line">For in the temple by and by with us</div>
                              <div class="line">These couples shall eternally be knit:</div>
                              <div class="line">And, for the morning now is something worn,</div>
                              <div class="line">Our purposed hunting shall be set aside.</div>
                              <div class="line">Away with us to Athens; three and three,</div>
                              <div class="line">We'll hold a feast in great solemnity.</div>
                              <div class="line">Come, Hippolyta.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS, and train</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">These things seem small and undistinguishable,</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Methinks I see these things with parted eye,</div>
                              <div class="line">When every thing seems double.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">So methinks:</div>
                              <div class="line">And I have found Demetrius like a jewel,</div>
                              <div class="line">Mine own, and not mine own.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Are you sure</div>
                              <div class="line">That we are awake? It seems to me</div>
                              <div class="line">That yet we sleep, we dream. Do not you think</div>
                              <div class="line">The duke was here, and bid us follow him?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HERMIA</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea; and my father.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HELENA</div>
                              <div class="line">And Hippolyta.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">And he did bid us follow to the temple.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, then, we are awake: let's follow him</div>
                              <div class="line">And by the way let us recount our dreams.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Awaking</span>  When my cue comes, call me, and I will</div>
                              <div class="line">answer: my next is, 'Most fair Pyramus.' Heigh-ho!</div>
                              <div class="line">Peter Quince! Flute, the bellows-mender! Snout,</div>
                              <div class="line">the tinker! Starveling! God's my life, stolen</div>
                              <div class="line">hence, and left me asleep! I have had a most rare</div>
                              <div class="line">vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to</div>
                              <div class="line">say what dream it was: man is but an ass, if he go</div>
                              <div class="line">about to expound this dream. Methought I was--there</div>
                              <div class="line">is no man can tell what. Methought I was,--and</div>
                              <div class="line">methought I had,--but man is but a patched fool, if</div>
                              <div class="line">he will offer to say what methought I had. The eye</div>
                              <div class="line">of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not</div>
                              <div class="line">seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue</div>
                              <div class="line">to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream</div>
                              <div class="line">was. I will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of</div>
                              <div class="line">this dream: it shall be called Bottom's Dream,</div>
                              <div class="line">because it hath no bottom; and I will sing it in the</div>
                              <div class="line">latter end of a play, before the duke:</div>
                              <div class="line">peradventure, to make it the more gracious, I shall</div>
                              <div class="line">sing it at her death.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.6.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE II.  Athens. QUINCE'S house.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter QUINCE, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Have you sent to Bottom's house? is he come home yet?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">STARVELING</div>
                              <div class="line">He cannot be heard of. Out of doubt he is</div>
                              <div class="line">transported.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                              <div class="line">If he come not, then the play is marred: it goes</div>
                              <div class="line">not forward, doth it?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">It is not possible: you have not a man in all</div>
                              <div class="line">Athens able to discharge Pyramus but he.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                              <div class="line">No, he hath simply the best wit of any handicraft</div>
                              <div class="line">man in Athens.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea and the best person too; and he is a very</div>
                              <div class="line">paramour for a sweet voice.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                              <div class="line">You must say 'paragon:' a paramour is, God bless us,</div>
                              <div class="line">a thing of naught.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter SNUG</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">SNUG</div>
                              <div class="line">Masters, the duke is coming from the temple, and</div>
                              <div class="line">there is two or three lords and ladies more married:</div>
                              <div class="line">if our sport had gone forward, we had all been made</div>
                              <div class="line">men.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FLUTE</div>
                              <div class="line">O sweet bully Bottom! Thus hath he lost sixpence a</div>
                              <div class="line">day during his life; he could not have 'scaped</div>
                              <div class="line">sixpence a day: an the duke had not given him</div>
                              <div class="line">sixpence a day for playing Pyramus, I'll be hanged;</div>
                              <div class="line">he would have deserved it: sixpence a day in</div>
                              <div class="line">Pyramus, or nothing.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter BOTTOM</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Where are these lads? where are these hearts?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Bottom! O most courageous day! O most happy hour!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Masters, I am to discourse wonders: but ask me not</div>
                              <div class="line">what; for if I tell you, I am no true Athenian. I</div>
                              <div class="line">will tell you every thing, right as it fell out.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">QUINCE</div>
                              <div class="line">Let us hear, sweet Bottom.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BOTTOM</div>
                              <div class="line">Not a word of me. All that I will tell you is, that</div>
                              <div class="line">the duke hath dined. Get your apparel together,</div>
                              <div class="line">good strings to your beards, new ribbons to your</div>
                              <div class="line">pumps; meet presently at the palace; every man look</div>
                              <div class="line">o'er his part; for the short and the long is, our</div>
                              <div class="line">play is preferred. In any case, let Thisby have</div>
                              <div class="line">clean linen; and let not him that plays the lion</div>
                              <div class="line">pair his nails, for they shall hang out for the</div>
                              <div class="line">lion's claws. And, most dear actors, eat no onions</div>
                              <div class="line">nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath; and I</div>
                              <div class="line">do not doubt but to hear them say, it is a sweet</div>
                              <div class="line">comedy. No more words: away! go, away!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.7">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 5. ACT V</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.7.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. SCENE I.  Athens. The palace of THESEUS.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, Lords and
Attendants</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                              <div class="line">'Tis strange my Theseus, that these</div>
                              <div class="line">lovers speak of.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">More strange than true: I never may believe</div>
                              <div class="line">These antique fables, nor these fairy toys.</div>
                              <div class="line">Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,</div>
                              <div class="line">Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend</div>
                              <div class="line">More than cool reason ever comprehends.</div>
                              <div class="line">The lunatic, the lover and the poet</div>
                              <div class="line">Are of imagination all compact:</div>
                              <div class="line">One sees more devils than vast hell can hold,</div>
                              <div class="line">That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic,</div>
                              <div class="line">Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:</div>
                              <div class="line">The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling,</div>
                              <div class="line">Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;</div>
                              <div class="line">And as imagination bodies forth</div>
                              <div class="line">The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen</div>
                              <div class="line">Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing</div>
                              <div class="line">A local habitation and a name.</div>
                              <div class="line">Such tricks hath strong imagination,</div>
                              <div class="line">That if it would but apprehend some joy,</div>
                              <div class="line">It comprehends some bringer of that joy;</div>
                              <div class="line">Or in the night, imagining some fear,</div>
                              <div class="line">How easy is a bush supposed a bear!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                              <div class="line">But all the story of the night told over,</div>
                              <div class="line">And all their minds transfigured so together,</div>
                              <div class="line">More witnesseth than fancy's images</div>
                              <div class="line">And grows to something of great constancy;</div>
                              <div class="line">But, howsoever, strange and admirable.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth.</div>
                              <p>Enter LYSANDER, DEMETRIUS, HERMIA, and HELENA</p>
                              <div class="line">Joy, gentle friends! joy and fresh days of love</div>
                              <div class="line">Accompany your hearts!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">More than to us</div>
                              <div class="line">Wait in your royal walks, your board, your bed!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Come now; what masques, what dances shall we have,</div>
                              <div class="line">To wear away this long age of three hours</div>
                              <div class="line">Between our after-supper and bed-time?</div>
                              <div class="line">Where is our usual manager of mirth?</div>
                              <div class="line">What revels are in hand? Is there no play,</div>
                              <div class="line">To ease the anguish of a torturing hour?</div>
                              <div class="line">Call Philostrate.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                              <div class="line">Here, mighty Theseus.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Say, what abridgement have you for this evening?</div>
                              <div class="line">What masque? what music? How shall we beguile</div>
                              <div class="line">The lazy time, if not with some delight?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                              <div class="line">There is a brief how many sports are ripe:</div>
                              <div class="line">Make choice of which your highness will see first.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Giving a paper</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Reads</span>  'The battle with the Centaurs, to be sung</div>
                              <div class="line">By an Athenian eunuch to the harp.'</div>
                              <div class="line">We'll none of that: that have I told my love,</div>
                              <div class="line">In glory of my kinsman Hercules.</div>
                              <p>Reads</p>
                              <div class="line">'The riot of the tipsy Bacchanals,</div>
                              <div class="line">Tearing the Thracian singer in their rage.'</div>
                              <div class="line">That is an old device; and it was play'd</div>
                              <div class="line">When I from Thebes came last a conqueror.</div>
                              <p>Reads</p>
                              <div class="line">'The thrice three Muses mourning for the death</div>
                              <div class="line">Of Learning, late deceased in beggary.'</div>
                              <div class="line">That is some satire, keen and critical,</div>
                              <div class="line">Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony.</div>
                              <p>Reads</p>
                              <div class="line">'A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus</div>
                              <div class="line">And his love Thisbe; very tragical mirth.'</div>
                              <div class="line">Merry and tragical! tedious and brief!</div>
                              <div class="line">That is, hot ice and wondrous strange snow.</div>
                              <div class="line">How shall we find the concord of this discord?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                              <div class="line">A play there is, my lord, some ten words long,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which is as brief as I have known a play;</div>
                              <div class="line">But by ten words, my lord, it is too long,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which makes it tedious; for in all the play</div>
                              <div class="line">There is not one word apt, one player fitted:</div>
                              <div class="line">And tragical, my noble lord, it is;</div>
                              <div class="line">For Pyramus therein doth kill himself.</div>
                              <div class="line">Which, when I saw rehearsed, I must confess,</div>
                              <div class="line">Made mine eyes water; but more merry tears</div>
                              <div class="line">The passion of loud laughter never shed.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">What are they that do play it?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                              <div class="line">Hard-handed men that work in Athens here,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which never labour'd in their minds till now,</div>
                              <div class="line">And now have toil'd their unbreathed memories</div>
                              <div class="line">With this same play, against your nuptial.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">And we will hear it.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                              <div class="line">No, my noble lord;</div>
                              <div class="line">It is not for you: I have heard it over,</div>
                              <div class="line">And it is nothing, nothing in the world;</div>
                              <div class="line">Unless you can find sport in their intents,</div>
                              <div class="line">Extremely stretch'd and conn'd with cruel pain,</div>
                              <div class="line">To do you service.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">I will hear that play;</div>
                              <div class="line">For never anything can be amiss,</div>
                              <div class="line">When simpleness and duty tender it.</div>
                              <div class="line">Go, bring them in: and take your places, ladies.</div>
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                        <p>Exit PHILOSTRATE</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                              <div class="line">I love not to see wretchedness o'er charged</div>
                              <div class="line">And duty in his service perishing.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, gentle sweet, you shall see no such thing.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                              <div class="line">He says they can do nothing in this kind.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">The kinder we, to give them thanks for nothing.</div>
                              <div class="line">Our sport shall be to take what they mistake:</div>
                              <div class="line">And what poor duty cannot do, noble respect</div>
                              <div class="line">Takes it in might, not merit.</div>
                              <div class="line">Where I have come, great clerks have purposed</div>
                              <div class="line">To greet me with premeditated welcomes;</div>
                              <div class="line">Where I have seen them shiver and look pale,</div>
                              <div class="line">Make periods in the midst of sentences,</div>
                              <div class="line">Throttle their practised accent in their fears</div>
                              <div class="line">And in conclusion dumbly have broke off,</div>
                              <div class="line">Not paying me a welcome. Trust me, sweet,</div>
                              <div class="line">Out of this silence yet I pick'd a welcome;</div>
                              <div class="line">And in the modesty of fearful duty</div>
                              <div class="line">I read as much as from the rattling tongue</div>
                              <div class="line">Of saucy and audacious eloquence.</div>
                              <div class="line">Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity</div>
                              <div class="line">In least speak most, to my capacity.</div>
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                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter PHILOSTRATE</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">PHILOSTRATE</div>
                              <div class="line">So please your grace, the Prologue is address'd.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">Let him approach.</div>
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                        </div>
                        <p>Flourish of trumpets</p>
                        <p>Enter QUINCE for the Prologue</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">Prologue</div>
                              <div class="line">If we offend, it is with our good will.</div>
                              <div class="line">That you should think, we come not to offend,</div>
                              <div class="line">But with good will. To show our simple skill,</div>
                              <div class="line">That is the true beginning of our end.</div>
                              <div class="line">Consider then we come but in despite.</div>
                              <div class="line">We do not come as minding to contest you,</div>
                              <div class="line">Our true intent is. All for your delight</div>
                              <div class="line">We are not here. That you should here repent you,</div>
                              <div class="line">The actors are at hand and by their show</div>
                              <div class="line">You shall know all that you are like to know.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">This fellow doth not stand upon points.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">LYSANDER</div>
                              <div class="line">He hath rid his prologue like a rough colt; he knows</div>
                              <div class="line">not the stop. A good moral, my lord: it is not</div>
                              <div class="line">enough to speak, but to speak true.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HIPPOLYTA</div>
                              <div class="line">Indeed he hath played on his prologue like a child</div>
                              <div class="line">on a recorder; a sound, but not in government.</div>
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                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">His speech, was like a tangled chain; nothing</div>
                              <div class="line">impaired, but all disordered. Who is next?</div>
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                        </div>
                        <p>Enter Pyramus and Thisbe, Wall, Moonshine, and Lion</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">Prologue</div>
                              <div class="line">Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show;</div>
                              <div class="line">But wonder on, till truth make all things plain.</div>
                              <div class="line">This man is Pyramus, if you would know;</div>
                              <div class="line">This beauteous lady Thisby is certain.</div>
                              <div class="line">This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present</div>
                              <div class="line">Wall, that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder;</div>
                              <div class="line">And through Wall's chink, poor souls, they are content</div>
                              <div class="line">To whisper. At the which let no man wonder.</div>
                              <div class="line">This man, with lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn,</div>
                              <div class="line">Presenteth Moonshine; for, if you will know,</div>
                              <div class="line">By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn</div>
                              <div class="line">To meet at Ninus' tomb, there, there to woo.</div>
                              <div class="line">This grisly beast, which Lion hight by name,</div>
                              <div class="line">The trusty Thisby, coming first by night,</div>
                              <div class="line">Did scare away, or rather did affright;</div>
                              <div class="line">And, as she fled, her mantle she did fall,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain.</div>
                              <div class="line">Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth and tall,</div>
                              <div class="line">And finds his trusty Thisby's mantle slain:</div>
                              <div class="line">Whereat, with blade, with bloody blameful blade,</div>
                              <div class="line">He bravely broach'd is boiling bloody breast;</div>
                              <div class="line">And Thisby, tarrying in mulberry shade,</div>
                              <div class="line">His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest,</div>
                              <div class="line">Let Lion, Moonshine, Wall, and lovers twain</div>
                              <div class="line">At large discourse, while here they do remain.</div>
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                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt Prologue, Thisbe, Lion, and Moonshine</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">THESEUS</div>
                              <div class="line">I wonder if the lion be to speak.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">DEMETRIUS</div>
                              <div class="line">No wonder, my lord: one lion may, when many asses do.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">Wall</div>
                              <div class="line">In this same interlude it doth befall</div>
                              <div class="line"