A Midsummer Night's Dream - Judi Dench - Helen Mirren - Diana Rigg - Ian Holm - 1968 - Restored 4K - video Dailymotion

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Newly Restored - 2024 - William Shakespeare -  Midsummer Night's Dream - Peter Hall - 1968 - Movie - Judi Dench as Titania, Helen Mirren as Hermia, Ian Holm as Puck and Ian Richardson as Oberon.  Restored Version by Shakespeare Network.  Directed by Peter Hall  CAST Judi Dench as Titania Ian Holm as Puck, or Robin Goodfellow Helen Mirren as Hermia Diana Rigg as Helena Ian Richardson as Oberon David Warner as Lysander Michael Jayston as Demetrius Paul Rogers as Bottom Derek Godfrey as Theseus Sebastian Shaw as Quince Bill Travers as Snout Clive Swift as Snug Donald Eccles as Starveling John Normington as Flute Barbara Jefford as Hippolyta Nicholas Selby as Egeus Hugh Sullivan as Philostrate  The RSC's production of this Shakespeare comedy sparkles on the screen - just some of its delights include a delightful Judi Dench as Titania, a cheeky chappie Ian Holm as Puck, and a vibrant Helena and Hermia in Diana Rigg and a very young Helen Mirren. Ian Richardson as Oberon delivers the essence of a fairy king.  This was the first live-action version of this play to be filmed in colour.  AUDIO / IMAGE HD Restoration - Sources and/or Archive copies quality used for this restoration: medium.  Read the unabridged plays online: https://shakespearenetwork.net/works/plays  _______________________________  FUNDRAISING CAMPAIGN - DONATIONS - Shakespeare Network Website and YouTube Channel:  Donate with PayPal or GoFundMe today: https://shakespearenetwork.net/company/support-us/donate-now  _______________________________  Screen Adaptation - Co-Production : MISANTHROPOS – Official Website - https://www.misanthropos.net Adapted by Maximianno Cobra, from Shakespeare's "Timon of Athens", the film exposes the timeless challenge of social hypocrisy, disillusion and annihilation against the poetics of friendship, love, and beauty.

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00:00:30I'm going to get you out of here, you hear me?

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00:02:22Now, fair Hippolyta,

00:02:24Thou nocturnal hour draws on apace.

00:02:26Four happy days bring in another moon.

00:02:28Four happy days bring in another moon.

00:02:30But oh, misthinks how slow this old moon wanes.

00:02:32But oh, misthinks how slow this old moon wanes.

00:02:34She lingers, my desires,

00:02:36Like to a stepdame or a dowager,

00:02:38Long withering out a young man's revenue.

00:02:40Four days will quickly steep themselves at night.

00:02:42Four days will quickly steep themselves at night.

00:02:44Four nights will quickly dream away the time.

00:02:46Four nights will quickly dream away the time.

00:02:48And then the moon,

00:02:50Like to a silver bow new-bent in heaven,

00:02:52Shall behold the night of our solemnities.

00:02:54Shall behold the night of our solemnities.

00:02:56Go, Philostrate, stir up the Athenian youth to merriments.

00:02:58Go, Philostrate, stir up the Athenian youth to merriments.

00:03:00Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth.

00:03:02Turn melancholy forth to funerals.

00:03:04The pale companion is not for our pomp.

00:03:06The pale companion is not for our pomp.

00:03:08Hippolyta, I wooed thee with my sword,

00:03:10Hippolyta, I wooed thee with my sword,

00:03:12And won thy love doing thee injuries.

00:03:14But I will wed thee in another key,

00:03:16With pomp, with triumph, and with revelling.

00:03:18Happy Becicius, our renowned duke.

00:03:20Happy Becicius, our renowned duke.

00:03:22Thanks, good Aegeus, what's the news with thee?

00:03:24Thanks, good Aegeus, what's the news with thee?

00:03:26Full of vexation come I with complaint against my child,

00:03:28Full of vexation come I with complaint against my child,

00:03:30My daughter Hermia.

00:03:32Stand forth, Demetrius, my noble lord.

00:03:34This man hath my consent to marry her.

00:03:36Stand forth, Lysander.

00:03:38This man hath which the bosom of my child.

00:03:40This man hath which the bosom of my child.

00:03:42My gracious duke, be it so she will not hear

00:03:44Before your grace consent to marry with Demetrius.

00:03:46I beg the ancient privilege of Athens.

00:03:48I beg the ancient privilege of Athens.

00:03:50As she is mine, I may dispose of her,

00:03:52Which shall be either to this gentleman

00:03:54Or to her death, according to our law,

00:03:56Or to her death, according to our law,

00:03:58Immediately provided in that case.

00:04:00Immediately provided in that case.

00:04:02What say you, Hermia?

00:04:04Be advised, fair maid,

00:04:06To you your father should be as a god.

00:04:08To you your father should be as a god.

00:04:10I know not by what power I am made bold,

00:04:12I know not by what power I am made bold,

00:04:14But I beseech your grace that I may know

00:04:16The worst that may befall me in this case

00:04:18If I refuse to wed Demetrius.

00:04:20If I refuse to wed Demetrius.

00:04:22Either to die the death

00:04:24Or to abjure forever the society of men.

00:04:26Or to abjure forever the society of men.

00:04:28Therefore, fair Hermia,

00:04:30Question your desires,

00:04:32Know of your youth,

00:04:34Examine well your blood,

00:04:36Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice,

00:04:38Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice,

00:04:40You can endure the livery of a nun.

00:04:42For I, to be in shady cloister,

00:04:44Mewed, to live a baron's sister

00:04:46Mewed, to live a baron's sister

00:04:48All your life,

00:04:50Chanting faint hymns to the cold, fruitless moon.

00:04:52Chanting faint hymns to the cold, fruitless moon.

00:04:54Thrice blessed they that master

00:04:56Sow their blood to undergo

00:04:58Such maiden pilgrimage,

00:05:00But earthlier happy

00:05:02Is the rose distilled

00:05:04Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn,

00:05:06Grows, lives, and dies

00:05:08In single blessedness.

00:05:10So will I grow,

00:05:12So live, so die, my lord,

00:05:14Ere I will yield

00:05:16My virgin patent up

00:05:18Unto his lordship,

00:05:20Whose unwished yoke

00:05:22My soul consents not to give sovereignty.

00:05:24Relent, sweet Hermia,

00:05:26And, Lysander,

00:05:28Yield thy crazy title to my certain right.

00:05:30You have her father's love, Demetrius.

00:05:32Let me have Hermia's.

00:05:34Do you marry him?

00:05:36Scornful Lysander! True he hath my love.

00:05:38I am, my lord, as well derived as he,

00:05:40As well possessed. My love is more than his.

00:05:42And which is more

00:05:44Than all these boasts can be?

00:05:46I am beloved of beauty as Hermia.

00:05:48Why should not I then

00:05:50Prosecute my right?

00:05:52Demetrius, I'll avouch to his head,

00:05:54Made love to Nida's daughter Helena,

00:05:56And won her soul.

00:05:58And she, sweet lady, dotes,

00:06:00Devoutly dotes,

00:06:02Dotes in idolatry

00:06:04Upon this spotted and inconstant man.

00:06:08I must confess that I have heard so much,

00:06:10And with Demetrius thought to have

00:06:12Spoke thereof, but being overfull

00:06:14Of self-affairs, my mind did

00:06:16Lose it.

00:06:18But, Demetrius, come,

00:06:20And come, Egeus, you shall go with me.

00:06:22I have some private

00:06:24Schooling for you both.

00:06:26For you, fair Hermia, look you arm yourself

00:06:28To fit your fancies to your father's

00:06:30Will, or else the law

00:06:32Of Athens yield you up, which by no means

00:06:34We may extenuate to death

00:06:36Or to a vow of single life.

00:06:40Come, my Hippolyta.

00:06:44What, cheer her, my love?

00:06:46Demetrius and Egeus, go along.

00:06:48I must employ you in some business

00:06:50Against our nuptial, and confer with you

00:06:52Of something nearly that concerns yourselves.

00:06:54Duty and desire we follow you.

00:07:00How now, my love,

00:07:02Why is your cheek so pale?

00:07:04How chanced the roses there to fade so fast?

00:07:06Belike the want of rain,

00:07:08Which I could well beteem

00:07:10Them from the tempest of mine eyes.

00:07:16Ay me, for aught that I could ever read,

00:07:18Could ever hear by tale

00:07:20Or history,

00:07:22The course of true love never did run smooth,

00:07:26But either it was different in blood

00:07:28O cross too high to be enthralled

00:07:30To low, or as misgraphed

00:07:32In respect of years,

00:07:34O spike too old to be engaged to young,

00:07:36Or else it stood upon the choice of friend,

00:07:38O hell to choose love by another's eyes,

00:07:42Or if there were a sympathy in choice,

00:07:44War, death, or sickness

00:07:46Did lay siege to it,

00:07:48Making it momentanee as a sound,

00:07:50Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,

00:07:52Brief as the lightning in the collared night

00:07:54That in a spleen unfolds

00:07:56Both heaven and earth,

00:07:58And ere a man hath power to say

00:08:00Behold the jaws of darkness

00:08:02To devour it up,

00:08:04So quick bright things

00:08:06Come to confusion.

00:08:12If then true lovers have been ever crossed,

00:08:16It stands as an addicting destiny,

00:08:18Then let us teach our trial patience,

00:08:22Because it is a customary cross,

00:08:24As due to love as thoughts and dreams

00:08:26And sighs, wishes and tears

00:08:28Poor fancies follow us.

00:08:30A good persuasion.

00:08:32Therefore hear me, Hermia.

00:08:34I have a widow aunt, a dowager,

00:08:36Of great revenue, and she hath no child.

00:08:38From Athens is her house

00:08:40Remote seven leagues,

00:08:42And she respects me as her only son.

00:08:46There, gentle Hermia,

00:08:48May I marry thee.

00:08:50And to that place

00:08:52These sharp Athenian law cannot pursue us.

00:08:54If thou last me then,

00:08:56Steal forth thy father's house to-morrow night,

00:08:58And in the wood

00:09:00A league without the town,

00:09:02Where I did meet thee once with Helena

00:09:04To do observance to a morn of May,

00:09:06There will I stay for thee.

00:09:08My good Lysander,

00:09:10I swear to thee

00:09:12By Cupid's strongest bow,

00:09:14By his best arrow with the golden head,

00:09:16By the simplicity of Venus' doves,

00:09:18By that which knitteth souls

00:09:20And prospers loves,

00:09:22By all the vows

00:09:24Which ever men have broke

00:09:26In number more than ever women spoke.

00:09:28In that same place

00:09:30Thou hast appointed me.

00:09:32To-morrow truly will I meet with thee.

00:09:34Keep promise, love.

00:09:36Look, here comes Helena.

00:09:38Godspeed, fair Helena!

00:09:40Wither away!

00:09:42Call you me fair?

00:09:44That fair again, unsay.

00:09:46Demetrius loves your fair.

00:09:50O happy fair,

00:09:52Your eyes are lodestars,

00:09:54And your tongue's sweet air

00:09:56More tunable than lark to shepherd's ear

00:09:58When wheat is green,

00:10:00When hawthorn buds appear.

00:10:02Sickness is catching,

00:10:04O a favor so,

00:10:06Yours would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I go.

00:10:08My ear should catch your voice,

00:10:10My eye your eye,

00:10:12My tongue should catch

00:10:14Your tongue's sweet melody.

00:10:16Were the world mine,

00:10:18Demetrius being baited,

00:10:20The rest I'd give to be to you translated.

00:10:24O teach me how you look,

00:10:26And with what art

00:10:28You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart.

00:10:30Take comfort,

00:10:32He no more shall see my face.

00:10:36Lysander and myself will fly this place.

00:10:38Helen,

00:10:40To you our minds we will unfold.

00:10:42To-morrow night,

00:10:44When Phoebe doth behold

00:10:46Her silver visage in the watery glass,

00:10:48Decking with liquid pearl,

00:10:50The bladed grass,

00:10:52A time that lovers' flights

00:10:54Doth still conceal.

00:10:56Through Athens' gates

00:10:58Have we devised to steal.

00:11:00And in the wood,

00:11:02Where often you and I

00:11:04Upon faint primrose beds

00:11:06Were wont to lie,

00:11:08Emptying our bosoms

00:11:10Of their counsel sweet,

00:11:12There my Lysander

00:11:14And myself shall meet.

00:11:16Demetrius,

00:11:18Keep word, Lysander,

00:11:20We must starve our sight

00:11:22From lovers' food

00:11:24Till-morrow deep midnight.

00:11:26I will, My Hermia.

00:11:30Helena,

00:11:32Adieu.

00:11:34As you on him,

00:11:36Demetrius dote on you.

00:11:46Happy some or other some can be.

00:11:50Through Athens I am thought as fair as she.

00:11:54But what of that?

00:11:56Demetrius thinks not so.

00:11:58He will not know what all but he do know.

00:12:00And as he errs,

00:12:02Doting on Hermia's eyes,

00:12:04So I, admiring of his qualities.

00:12:08Things base and vile,

00:12:10Holding no quantity,

00:12:12Love can transpose to form and dignity.

00:12:14Love looks not with the eyes,

00:12:16But with the mind.

00:12:18And therefore is winged Cupid

00:12:20Painted blind.

00:12:22As waggish boys in game

00:12:24Themselves forswear,

00:12:26So the boy love

00:12:28Is perjured everywhere.

00:12:30For ere Demetrius

00:12:32Looked on Hermia's ein,

00:12:34He hailed down oaths that he was only mine.

00:12:38And when this hail

00:12:40Some heat from Hermia felt,

00:12:42So he dissolved,

00:12:46And showers of oaths didn't melt.

00:12:52I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight.

00:12:54Then to the wood

00:12:56Will he tomorrow night pursue her.

00:13:00And for this intelligence, if I have thanks,

00:13:02It is a dear expense.

00:13:06But herein mean I to enrich my pain,

00:13:08To have his sight thither,

00:13:10And back again.

00:13:16Is all our company here?

00:13:24You are best to call them generally,

00:13:26Man by man, according to the script.

00:13:30Here is the scroll of every man's name,

00:13:32Which is thought fit through all Athens

00:13:34To play in our interlude

00:13:36Before the duke and the duchess

00:13:38On his wedding day.

00:13:40At night.

00:13:42First good Peter Quince

00:13:44Say what the play treats on,

00:13:46Then read the names of the actors,

00:13:48And so grow to a point.

00:13:50Merry a play!

00:13:52It's the most lamentable comedy

00:13:54And most cruel death

00:13:56Of Pyramus and Thisbe.

00:13:58A very good piece of work, I assure you.

00:14:00I am merry.

00:14:02Now good Peter Quince,

00:14:04What about the actors by the scroll?

00:14:06Masters, spread yourselves.

00:14:10Answer as I call you.

00:14:12Nick Bottom, the weaver.

00:14:14Ready?

00:14:16Name what part I am for, and proceed.

00:14:18You, Nick Bottom, are set down for Pyramus.

00:14:20What is Pyramus?

00:14:22A lover or a tyrant.

00:14:24A lover that kills himself,

00:14:26Most damned for love.

00:14:28That will ask some tears

00:14:30In the true performance of it.

00:14:32If I do it, let the audience

00:14:34Look to their eyes.

00:14:36I will move storms.

00:14:38I will condole in some measure

00:14:40To the rest.

00:14:42If my chief humour is for a tyrant,

00:14:44I could lay Hercules rarely

00:14:46Or a part to tear a caddy

00:14:48To make all split.

00:14:50The raging rocks

00:14:52And shivering shocks

00:14:54Shall break the locks of prison gates.

00:14:56And Phoebus Carr

00:14:58Shall shine from far

00:15:00And make an more

00:15:02A foolish fight.

00:15:04This was lofty.

00:15:06Now name the rest of the players.

00:15:08This is Hercules' bane,

00:15:10A tyrant's bane.

00:15:12A lover is more condoling.

00:15:16Francis, float the bellows, mender.

00:15:18Here, Peter Quince.

00:15:20Float, you must take this be on you.

00:15:22What is this be, a wandering knight?

00:15:24It is the lady

00:15:26That Pyramus must lad.

00:15:28Nay, Faith,

00:15:30Let me not play a woman.

00:15:32I have a beard coming.

00:15:34That's all one.

00:15:36You shall play it in a mask.

00:15:38And you may speak as small as you will.

00:15:40And I may hide my face.

00:15:42Let me play this be too.

00:15:46I'll speak in a monstrous little voice.

00:15:48This me, this me.

00:15:50O Pyramus, my lover dear,

00:15:52Thy this be dear

00:15:54And lady dear.

00:15:56You must play Pyramus, and float you this be.

00:15:58Well, proceed.

00:16:02Robin Starlin, the tailor.

00:16:04Here, Peter Quince.

00:16:06Robin Starlin, you must play this be's mother.

00:16:10Don Stout, the tinker.

00:16:14Here, Peter Quince.

00:16:16You Pyramus' father.

00:16:18Myself this be's father.

00:16:20Snug the joiner, you the lion's paw.

00:16:22And I hope here is a play fitted.

00:16:26Have you the lion's part written?

00:16:28Pray if it be, give it me.

00:16:30For I am slow of study.

00:16:32You may do it extemporary,

00:16:34For it's nothing but roaring.

00:16:36Let me play the lion too.

00:16:38I will roar so that I will do

00:16:40Any man's heart good to hear me.

00:16:42I'll roar that I'll make the duke say,

00:16:44Let him roar again.

00:16:46Let him roar again.

00:16:48And you shall do it,

00:16:50Toe-toe, toe-toe, toe-toe,

00:16:52Toe-toe, toe-toe, toe-toe,

00:16:54And you shall do it too terribly.

00:16:56You would fright the duchess and the ladies

00:16:58That they would shriek,

00:17:00And that would enough to hang us all.

00:17:02That would hang us.

00:17:04That would hang us, every mother's sons.

00:17:06That would hang us.

00:17:08I grant you, friends,

00:17:10If we should fright the ladies out of their wits,

00:17:12They would have no more discretion but to hang us.

00:17:14But I will aggravate my voice so

00:17:16That I will roar you as gently

00:17:18As any sucking dove.

00:17:20I will roar you as for any nightingale.

00:17:22Ooooooooh!

00:17:26You can play no part but Pyramus!

00:17:34For Pyramus is a sweet-faced man

00:17:36A proper man as one shall see

00:17:38In a summer's day.

00:17:40A most lovely gentleman-like man.

00:17:42Therefore,

00:17:44You must need play Pyramus.

00:17:48Well,

00:17:50I will undertake it.

00:17:52What beard we're up as to play it in?

00:17:54Well, what you will.

00:17:57I will discharge it in either your straw-colored beard,

00:18:00your orange, tawny beard,

00:18:02your purple-ingrained beard,

00:18:03or your French crown-colored beard, your perfect yellow.

00:18:06Some of your French crowns have no hair at all,

00:18:08and then they'll play bare-faced.

00:18:14Masters, here are your parts.

00:18:18And I am to entreat you, request you, and desire you

00:18:21to condom by tomorrow night

00:18:23and meet me in the Pelliswood, a mile without the town,

00:18:26by moonlight.

00:18:28There will we rehearse.

00:18:30For if we meet in the city,

00:18:31we shall be dogged with company and our devices known.

00:18:34In the meantime, I will draw a bill of properties,

00:18:37such as our play wants, I pray you.

00:18:39Fear me not.

00:18:40We will meet, and there we may rehearse

00:18:42most obscenely and courageously.

00:18:44Take pains, be perfect.

00:18:46Adieu!

00:18:47Let the dukes out, we mate.

00:18:50Enough! Hold a couple strings!

00:18:53Hold a couple strings!

00:19:14Who knows, spirit?

00:19:15Whither wander you?

00:19:17Over hill, over dale,

00:19:18thorough bush, thorough briar,

00:19:19over park, over pale,

00:19:20through a flood, through a fire.

00:19:21I do wander everywhere,

00:19:23swifter than the moony sphere.

00:19:25And I serve the fairy queen

00:19:28to do her orbs upon the green.

00:19:31The cowslips tall her pensioners be

00:19:34in their gold-coat spots, you see.

00:19:36Those be rubies, fairy favours.

00:19:39In those freckles live their savours.

00:19:42I must go seek some dewdrops here

00:19:44and hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.

00:19:46Farewell, thou lob of spirits, I'll be gone.

00:19:49And all her elves come here anon.

00:19:51The king doth keep his rebels here to-night.

00:19:53Take heed, the queen come not within his sight.

00:19:55For Oberon is passing fell and wroth,

00:19:57because that she as her attendant hath

00:19:58a lovely boy stolen from an Indian king.

00:20:01She never had so sweet a changeling.

00:20:03And jealous Oberon would have the child,

00:20:05night of his train, to trace the forest wild.

00:20:07But she perforce withholds the lovèd boy,

00:20:10crowns him with flowers and makes him all her joy.

00:20:13And now they never meet in grove or green,

00:20:16by fountain clear or spangled starlight sheen.

00:20:18But they do square, that all their elves for fear

00:20:21creep into acorn cups and hide them there.

00:20:25Either I mistake your shape in making quite,

00:20:27or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite

00:20:30called Robin Goodfellow.

00:20:32Are not you he that frights the maidens of the villitory?

00:20:35Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Park,

00:20:39you do their work, and they shall have good luck.

00:20:42Are not you he?

00:20:43Thou speak'st aright.

00:20:44I am that merry wanderer of the night.

00:20:47But I jest to Oberon and make him smile,

00:20:50when I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile,

00:20:53neighing in likeness of a filly foal.

00:20:55And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl,

00:20:57in very likeness of a roasted crab.

00:20:59And when she drinks against her lips I bob,

00:21:01and on her withered dew-lap pour the ale.

00:21:04The wisest aunt telling the saddest tale,

00:21:08sometime for three-foot stool mistake at me.

00:21:10Then slip I from her bum, down topples she,

00:21:13and Taylor cries, and falls into a cough.

00:21:16And in the whole choir hold their hips, and laugh,

00:21:18and waxen in their mirth, and tease, and swear.

00:21:21A merrier hour was never wasted there.

00:21:25But room, fairy, here comes Oberon.

00:21:28And hear my mistress, what that he were gone.

00:21:42Ill met by moonlight.

00:21:44Proud, Titania.

00:21:45What, jealous Oberon?

00:21:47Fairy, skip hence. I have forsworn his bed and company.

00:21:50Carry, rash wanton.

00:21:52Am not I thy lord?

00:21:54Then I must be thy lady.

00:21:56But I know when thou hast stolen away from fairy land,

00:21:59and in the shape of Corrin sat all day,

00:22:01playing on pipes of corn, and versing love to amorous filly-dir.

00:22:05Why art thou here?

00:22:07Come from the farthest steep of India,

00:22:09but that forsooth the bouncing Amazon,

00:22:12your buskin'd mistress, and your warrior love.

00:22:15Tuthisius must be wedded,

00:22:17and you come to give their bed joy and prosperity.

00:22:20How canst thou thus forshame, Titania?

00:22:22Glance at my credit with Hippolyta,

00:22:24knowing I know thy love Tuthisius.

00:22:26Tist thou not meet him through the glimmering night

00:22:28from Perigino me ravished,

00:22:30and make him with fair Aeglis break his faith

00:22:32with Ariadne and Antiopa?

00:22:34These are the forgeries of jealousy.

00:22:38And never since the middle summer spring

00:22:40met we on hill and dale, forest or mead,

00:22:42by paved fountain or by rushy brook,

00:22:44or in the beachard margin of the sea

00:22:46to dance our ringlets to the whistling wind.

00:22:49But with thy brawls thou hast disturbed our sport.

00:22:55Therefore the winds piping to us in vain,

00:22:57as in revenge have sucked up from the sea contagious fogs,

00:23:01which, falling in the land,

00:23:03have every pelting river made so proud

00:23:05that they have overborne their continents.

00:23:09The ox hath therefore stretched his yoke in vain,

00:23:12the ploughman lost his sweat,

00:23:14and the green corn hath rotted e'er his youth attained a beard.

00:23:19The fold stands empty in the drowned field,

00:23:22and crows are fatted with the murrian flock.

00:23:27The nine men's morris is filled up with mud,

00:23:30and the quaint mazes in the wanton green,

00:23:33for lack of tread, are indistinguishable.

00:23:36The human mortals want their winter cheer.

00:23:40No night is now with him or Carol blessed.

00:23:44Therefore the moon, the governess of floods,

00:23:47pale in her anger, washes all the air

00:23:50that rheumatic diseases do abound.

00:23:54And thorough this distemperature we see the seasons alter.

00:24:01Hoary-headed frosts fall in the fresh land,

00:24:04hoary-headed frosts fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose,

00:24:09and on old Hyams' thin and icy crown

00:24:12an odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds

00:24:16is as in mockery said.

00:24:19The spring, the summer, the childing autumn,

00:24:23angry winter change their wonted liveries,

00:24:27and the mazed world, by their increase now knows not which is which.

00:24:35And this same progeny of evils comes from our debate.

00:24:38From our dissension we are their parents and original.

00:24:41Do you amend it then? It lies in you.

00:24:45Why should Titania cross her oberon?

00:24:47I do but beg a little changeling boy to be my henchman.

00:24:50Set your heart at rest.

00:24:52The fairy land buys not the child of me.

00:24:57His mother was a votaress of my order,

00:25:00and in the spicy Indian air by night

00:25:03full often has she gossiped by my side

00:25:06and sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands

00:25:09marking the embarked traders on the flood.

00:25:12When we have laughed

00:25:15to see the sails conceive and grow big-bellied with the wanton wind

00:25:20which she with pretty and with swimming gait following,

00:25:24her womb then rich with my young squire,

00:25:26would imitate and sail upon the land

00:25:29to fetch me trifles and return again

00:25:32as from a voyage rich with merchandise.

00:25:38But she being mortal of that boy did die.

00:25:42And for her sake do I rear up her boy,

00:25:45and for her sake I will not part with him.

00:25:48How long within this wood intend you stay?

00:25:51Perchance till after Theseus' wedding day.

00:25:55If you will patiently dance in our round

00:25:58and see our moonlight revels, go with us.

00:26:01If not, shun me, and I will spare your haunts.

00:26:05Give me that boy, and I will go with thee.

00:26:08Not for thy fairy kingdom.

00:26:10Fairies away! We shall try downright if I longer stay.

00:26:22Well, go thy way.

00:26:24Away thou shalt not from this grove till I torment thee for this injury.

00:26:29My gentle Puck, come hither.

00:26:32Thou remember'st since once I sat upon a promontory

00:26:35and heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back

00:26:37uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath

00:26:40that the rude sea grew civil at her song

00:26:43and certain stars shot madly from their spheres

00:26:46to hear the sea-maid's music.

00:26:48I remember.

00:26:49That very time I saw, but thou couldst not,

00:26:52flying between the cold moon and the earth,

00:26:55Cupid all armed.

00:26:57A certain hymn he took at a fair vessel

00:27:00thrown it by the west,

00:27:01and loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow

00:27:04as it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts.

00:27:08But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft

00:27:11quenched in the chaste beams of the watery moon,

00:27:15and the imperial votaress passed on

00:27:17in maiden meditation fancy-free.

00:27:22Yet marked I where the boat of Cupid fell.

00:27:24It fell upon a little western flower

00:27:26before milk-white, now purple with love's wound,

00:27:30and maidens call it love in idleness.

00:27:33Fetch me that flower, the herb I showed thee once.

00:27:36The juice of it on sleeping eyelids laid

00:27:38will make a man or woman madly dote

00:27:40upon the next live creature that it sees.

00:27:42Fetch me this herb, and be thou here again

00:27:44ere the leviathan can swim a league.

00:27:46I'll put a girdle round about the earth in forty minutes.

00:27:50Having once this juice, I'll watch Titania

00:27:52when she is asleep, and drop the liquor of it in her eyes.

00:27:55The next thing then she waking looks upon,

00:27:57be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull,

00:28:00on meddling monkey, or on busy ape,

00:28:02she shall pursue it with the soul of love.

00:28:05And ere I take this charm from off her sight,

00:28:08as I can take it with another herb,

00:28:10I'll make her render up her page to me.

00:28:14But who comes here?

00:28:15I am invisible, and I will overhear their conference.

00:28:18I love thee not, therefore pursue me not.

00:28:20Where is Lysander and fair Hermia?

00:28:23The one I'll slay, the other slayeth me.

00:28:25I've toldst me they were stolen under this wood.

00:28:28And here am I, and would within this wood,

00:28:30because I cannot meet my Hermia.

00:28:32Hence, get thee gone, and follow me no more.

00:28:35I am your spaniel,

00:28:37and, Demetrius, the more you beat me,

00:28:39I will fawn on you.

00:28:41Use me but as your spaniel.

00:28:43Spurn me, strike me, neglect me, lose me.

00:28:45Only give me leave, unworthy as I am, to follow you.

00:28:49What worse a place can I beg in your love,

00:28:52and yet a place of high respect with me,

00:28:54than to be used as you use your dog?

00:28:57Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit,

00:28:59for I am sick when I do look on thee.

00:29:02And I am sick when I look not on you.

00:29:07You do impeach your modesty too much

00:29:10to leave the city and commit yourself

00:29:13into the hands of one that loves you not,

00:29:16to trust the opportunity of night

00:29:18and the ill counsel of a desert place

00:29:21with a rich worth of your virginity.

00:29:27Your virtue is my privilege for that.

00:29:31It is not night when I do see your face,

00:29:34therefore I think I am not in the night.

00:29:37Nor do this wood lack worlds of company,

00:29:40for you in my respect are all the world.

00:29:44Then how can it be said I am alone,

00:29:47when all the world is here to look on me?

00:29:51I'll run from thee and hide me in the breaks

00:29:53and lead thee to the mercy of wild beasts.

00:29:55The wildest hath not such a heart as you.

00:30:03I will not say thy questions, let me go.

00:30:07Or if thou follow me, do not believe,

00:30:09that I shall do thee mischief in the wood.

00:30:10Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field,

00:30:12you do me mischief.

00:30:16Fie, Demetrius, your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex.

00:30:22We cannot fight for love as men may do.

00:30:26We should be wooed, and were not made to woo.

00:30:31I'll follow thee and make a heaven of hell

00:30:36to die upon the hand I love so well.

00:30:40Fare thee well, nymph.

00:30:44Ere he do leave this grove, thou shall fly him

00:30:47and he shall seek thy love.

00:30:49Welcome, wanderer, hast thou the flower there?

00:30:52Ay, there it is.

00:30:54Ay, pretty, give it me.

00:30:56I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,

00:30:59where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows,

00:31:02quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,

00:31:06with sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.

00:31:11There sleeps Titania some time of the night,

00:31:14lulled in these flowers with dances and delight,

00:31:18and in the night, in the night,

00:31:21and there the snake throws her enameled skin,

00:31:24weed-wide enough to wrap a fairy in,

00:31:29and with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes

00:31:32and make her full of hateful fantasies.

00:31:37Take thou some of it and seek through this grove.

00:31:39A sweet Athenian lady is in love with a disdainful youth.

00:31:42Anoint his eyes, but do it when the next thing he espies

00:31:45is a beautiful woman.

00:31:48Anoint his eyes, but do it when the next thing he espies

00:31:50may be the lady.

00:31:52Thou shalt know the man by the Athenian garments he hath on,

00:31:55effected with some care that he may prove more fond on her

00:31:58than she upon her love.

00:32:00And look thou meet me, thou the first cock-crow.

00:32:02Fear not, my lord, your servant shall do so.

00:32:11Come now, a roundel and a fairy song,

00:32:13then for the third part of a minute hence,

00:32:16some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds,

00:32:18some war with rear mice for their leavened wings

00:32:21to make my small elves' coats,

00:32:24and some keep back the clamorous owl

00:32:26that nightly hoots and wonders at our quaint spirits.

00:32:32Sing me now asleep,

00:32:34then to your offices, and let me rest.

00:32:39These boys sing to Dumbledore,

00:32:41and all the hedgehogs be not seen,

00:32:43the mutes and ramblers do no wrong,

00:32:45come not near our fairy queen.

00:32:50Fill our world with melody,

00:32:54sing me now a sweet lullaby,

00:32:58lullaby, lullaby, lullaby,

00:33:03lullaby, lullaby, lullaby,

00:33:07lullaby, lullaby, lullaby,

00:33:10never harm, nor spell, nor charm,

00:33:15come not near me now.

00:33:22So goodnight, goodnight,

00:33:25goodnight with lullaby,

00:33:30lullaby, lullaby, lullaby.

00:33:38We do spiders come in here,

00:33:40and to long-legged spinners hence,

00:33:42reach us like a brooch up near,

00:33:44while most of them don't know our face.

00:33:49Fill our world with melody,

00:33:53sing me now a sweet lullaby,

00:33:57lullaby, lullaby, lullaby,

00:34:02lullaby, lullaby, lullaby,

00:34:06never harm, nor spell, nor charm,

00:34:12come not near me now.

00:34:19So goodnight, goodnight,

00:34:22goodnight with lullaby,

00:34:27lullaby, lullaby, lullaby.

00:34:37Hence away now, all is well.

00:34:39One aloof stands sentinel.

00:35:02What thou seest when thou dost wake,

00:35:05do it for thy true love take,

00:35:07love and languish for his sake.

00:35:09Be it ounce or cat or bear,

00:35:12pard or boar with bristled hair,

00:35:14in thy eye that shall appear,

00:35:16when thou wakest it is thy dear.

00:35:20Wake when some vile thing is near.

00:35:24Fair love, you faint with wandering in the wood,

00:35:27and to speak truth I forgot our way.

00:35:30We'll rest us Hermia if you think it good,

00:35:32and tarry for the comfort of the day.

00:35:34Be it so, Lysander.

00:35:36Find you out of bed,

00:35:37for I upon this bank will rest my head.

00:35:45One turf shall serve as bed,

00:35:47and the rest I shall sleep on.

00:35:51One turf shall serve as pillow for us both.

00:35:54One heart, one bed,

00:35:56two bosoms and one troth.

00:35:58Nay, good Lysander, for my sake,

00:36:00my dear, lie further off yet.

00:36:01Do not lie so near.

00:36:03Oh, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence.

00:36:06Love takes the meaning in love's confidence.

00:36:08I mean that my heart unto yours is knit,

00:36:10so that but one heart we can make of it.

00:36:12Two bosoms interchained with an oath,

00:36:14so then two bosoms and a single troth.

00:36:16Then by your side no bed,

00:36:18me deny, for lying so, Hermia,

00:36:20I do not lie.

00:36:22Lysander riddles very prettily.

00:36:24Now much be shrew my manners and my pride

00:36:26if Hermia meant to say Lysander lied.

00:36:29But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy

00:36:32lie further off in human modesty.

00:36:35Such separation, as may well be said,

00:36:38becomes a virtuous batterer and a maid.

00:36:41So far be distant, and good night, sweet friend.

00:36:45So far be distant, and good night, sweet friend.

00:36:48Thy love ne'er alter till thy sweet life end.

00:36:54Amen.

00:36:56Amen to that fair prayer, say I.

00:36:59And so in life when I in loyalty.

00:37:04Here is my bed.

00:37:10Sleep, give thee all his rest.

00:37:13Off that wish the wisher's eyes be pressed.

00:37:27Through the forest have I gone,

00:37:29but Athenian found I none

00:37:31on whose eyes I might approve

00:37:33this flower's force in stirring love.

00:37:39Night and silence.

00:37:44Who is here?

00:37:46Weeds of Athens he doth wear.

00:37:50This is he, my master said,

00:37:52despised the Athenian maid.

00:37:54And hear the maiden's sleeping sound

00:37:57on the dank and dirty ground.

00:38:00Pretty soul, she does not lie

00:38:03near this lack love, this kill courtesy.

00:38:07Churl upon thy eyes I throw

00:38:10all the power this charm doth owe.

00:38:13When thou wak'st, let love forbid

00:38:15sleep his seat on thy eyelid.

00:38:17So awake when I am gone,

00:38:19for I must now to Oberon.

00:38:28Stay there, thou kill me, sweet Demetrius.

00:38:31I charge thee hence, and do not haunt me thus.

00:38:34Oh, without darking leave me, do not so.

00:38:37Stay on thy peril, I alone will go.

00:38:41Oh, I am out of breath in this fond chase.

00:38:45The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.

00:38:48Happy is Hermia, whereso'er she lies,

00:38:52for she hath blessed and attractive eyes.

00:38:56How came her eyes so bright?

00:39:01Not with salt tears, if so,

00:39:03my eyes are often awash than hers.

00:39:05No, no.

00:39:08I am as ugly as a bear.

00:39:10For beasts that meet me run away for fear,

00:39:12therefore no marvel, though Demetrius do,

00:39:14is a monster fly my presence thus.

00:39:18But who is here?

00:39:20Lysander.

00:39:24On the ground?

00:39:26Dead or asleep?

00:39:28I see no blood, no wound.

00:39:30Lysander, if you live, good sir, awake.

00:39:33And run through fire, I will, for thy sweet sake.

00:39:38Transparent, Helena, nature shows art

00:39:41that through thy bosom makes me see thy heart.

00:39:44Where is Demetrius?

00:39:46Oh, how fit a word is that vile name to perish on my sword.

00:39:50Do not say so, Lysander, say not so.

00:39:53What though he love your Hermia, lord, what though?

00:39:55Yet Hermia still loves you.

00:39:57Then be content.

00:39:58Content with Hermia?

00:40:00No, I do repent the tedious minutes I with her have spent.

00:40:03Not Hermia, but Helena I love.

00:40:06Who will not change a raven for a dove?

00:40:12Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born?

00:40:16When at your hands did I deserve this scorn?

00:40:19Good troth, you do me wrong.

00:40:21Good sooth, you do in such disdainful manner me to who?

00:40:24But fare you well.

00:40:27Perforce, I must confess, I thought you, lord, of more true gentleness.

00:40:32Oh, that a lady of one man refused

00:40:35should of another therefore be abused.

00:40:42She sees not Hermia.

00:40:44Hermia, sleep thou there, never mayst thou come Lysander near.

00:40:48For as a surfeit of the sweetest things

00:40:50the deepest loathing to the stomach brings,

00:40:53or as the heresies that men do leave

00:40:55I hated most of those they did deceive,

00:40:57so thou, my surfeit, and my heresy

00:41:00of all be hated, but the most of me.

00:41:04And all my powers address your love and might

00:41:08to honour Helen and to be her knight.

00:41:18Help me, Lysander, help me.

00:41:20Do thy best to pluck this crawling serpent from my breast.

00:41:27Ay, me, for pity, what a dream was here.

00:41:31Lysander, look how it quaked with fear.

00:41:36Me thought a serpent ate my heart away

00:41:39and you sat smiling at his cruel prey.

00:41:43Lysander.

00:41:46What removed?

00:41:49Lysander, Lord!

00:41:52What art of hearing?

00:41:54God, no sound, no word.

00:41:57Alack, where are you?

00:41:59Speak, and if you hear!

00:42:03Speak of all loves, I swoon almost with fear.

00:42:09No.

00:42:12No.

00:42:15Then I well perceive you are not nigh.

00:42:19Either death or you I'll find immediately.

00:42:32Are we all met?

00:42:34Bagpats, and here's a marvellous convenient place for a rehearsal.

00:42:38This green plot shall be our stage.

00:42:41This hawthorn break thou to our in-house

00:42:44and we will do it in action as we will do it before the Duke.

00:42:47Peter Quince.

00:42:49What sayst thou, woolly-bottom?

00:42:51There are things in this comedy of Pyramus and Thisbe that will never please.

00:42:56First Pyramus must draw a sword to kill himself,

00:42:59which the ladies cannot abide.

00:43:02How answer you that?

00:43:05Boy, you're like him, a parlous freer.

00:43:12I believe we must leave the killing out when all is done.

00:43:16Not a whit!

00:43:18I have a device to make all well.

00:43:21Write me a prologue,

00:43:23and let the prologue seem to say we will do no harm with our swords

00:43:27and that Pyramus is not killed indeed.

00:43:29And for the more better assurance,

00:43:31tell him that I, Pyramus, am not Pyramus, but Bottom the Weaver.

00:43:35This'll put him out of fear.

00:43:37Well, we will have such a prologue,

00:43:39and it should be written in eight and six.

00:43:41No, make it two more. Let it be written in eight and eight.

00:43:45Will not the ladies be afeard of the lion?

00:43:54I fear it, I promise you.

00:43:57Masters, you ought to consider with yourselves

00:43:59to bring in, God shield us, a lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing,

00:44:05for there is not a more fearful wildfowl than your lion living,

00:44:09and we ought to look to it.

00:44:14Therefore, another prologue must tell he is not a lion.

00:44:22Ay, you must name his name,

00:44:26and half his face must be seen through the lion's neck,

00:44:30and he himself must speak through,

00:44:32saying thus over the same defect,

00:44:34Ladies, or fair ladies,

00:44:36I would wish you, or I would request you, or I would entreat you,

00:44:39not to fear, not to tremble, my life for yours.

00:44:43If you think I'd come hither as a lion,

00:44:46it were pity of my life.

00:44:48No, I am no such thing.

00:44:50I am a man as other men are,

00:44:51and there indeed let him name his name,

00:44:52and tell him plainly snug the joiner.

00:44:54Well, it shall be so.

00:44:57But there is two hard things,

00:45:00that is to bring the moonlight into a chamber,

00:45:03for you know Pyramus and Thisbe meet by moonlight.

00:45:09Doth the moon shine that night we play our play?

00:45:14A calendar, a calendar, look in the almanac,

00:45:16find it moonshine, find it moonshine.

00:45:18Yes, it doth shine that night.

00:45:21Why then may you leave a casement at the great chamber window

00:45:24where we play open, and the moon may shine in at the casement?

00:45:27Ay, or else one must come in with a bush of thorns and a lantern,

00:45:32and say he comes to disfigure or present the person of moonshine.

00:45:41Then there is another thing.

00:45:42We must have a wall in the great chamber,

00:45:45for Pyramus and Thisbe, says the story,

00:45:48did talk through the chink of a wall.

00:45:54You can never bring in a wall.

00:46:00What say you, Bottom?

00:46:02Some man or other must present wall,

00:46:06and let him have some plaster or some loom or some roughcast

00:46:11about him to signify wall,

00:46:14and let him hold his fingers thus,

00:46:17and through that cranny shall Pyramus and Thisbe whisper.

00:46:20If that may be, then all is well.

00:46:23Come, sit down, every mother's son, and rehearse your part.

00:46:28Pyramus, you begin.

00:46:30When you've spoken your speech, enter into that break,

00:46:32and so everyone according to his cue.

00:46:38What hempen homespuns are we swaggering here?

00:46:41So near the cradle of our fairy queen.

00:46:44What, a play toward?

00:46:47I'll be an auditor, an actor too, perhaps, if I see cause.

00:46:51Speak, Pyramus.

00:46:53Thisbe, stand forth.

00:46:57Thisbe, the flowers of Bodia savor sweet salt.

00:47:03Outers.

00:47:09Outers?

00:47:10Outers?

00:47:12Savor sweet.

00:47:16So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisbe dear,

00:47:20but hark, a voice.

00:47:23Stay thou but here a while,

00:47:25and by and by I will to thee appear.

00:47:29A stranger, Pyramus, than e'er played here.

00:47:41Must I speak now?

00:47:42Ay, merry must you, for you must understand,

00:47:45he goes but to see a noise that he heard,

00:47:47and is to come again.

00:47:51Most rightly, Pyramus, most lily-white of hue,

00:47:54of color like the red rose I'll triumph from briar,

00:47:57most brisky dew, vanilla neat, most lovely dew,

00:48:00as true as to his horse that yet would never tire,

00:48:02I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb.

00:48:05Nine there's two men.

00:48:08Why, you must not speak that yet.

00:48:11That you answer to Pyramus.

00:48:13You speak all your part at once, cues and all.

00:48:19Pyramus, center, your cue is past.

00:48:22It is never tired.

00:48:23As true as to his horse that yet would never tire.

00:48:27If I were fair, this be I were only thine.

00:48:31O monstrous, O strange, we are haunted.

00:48:38Prey masters, fly masters.

00:48:46I'll follow you. I'll lead you about, around.

00:48:49Through bog, through bush, through break, through briar.

00:48:51Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a man I'll be.

00:48:53Through bog, through bush, through break, through briar.

00:48:55Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound, a hog,

00:48:57a headless bear, sometime a fire.

00:48:59And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar, and burn,

00:49:01like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire at every turn.

00:49:03Why do they run away?

00:49:05This is a knavery of them to make me afeard.

00:49:15O Bottom, thou art changed.

00:49:19What do I see on thee?

00:49:21What do you see?

00:49:23You see an asshead of your own, do you?

00:49:30Bless thee, Bottom, bless thee.

00:49:33Thou art translated.

00:49:38I see their knavery.

00:49:40This is to make an ass of me.

00:49:42To fright me if they could.

00:49:44But I will not stir from this place.

00:49:46Do what they can.

00:49:48I will walk up and down here.

00:49:50And I will sing.

00:49:52That they shall hear I'm not afeard.

00:49:56The world's a cock.

00:50:00So black of hue.

00:50:04With orange tawny billow.

00:50:10The Proto-web is not so true.

00:50:21The red-wet little bell.

00:50:28What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?

00:50:32The prince, the sparrow, and the lark.

00:50:41The plainsome cuckoo grey.

00:50:47Whose note for many a man doth make.

00:50:54And dares not answer nay.

00:51:00I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again.

00:51:03Mine ear is much enamoured of thy note.

00:51:07So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape.

00:51:11And thy fair virtues force by force doth move me.

00:51:15On the first view to say, to swear, I love thee.

00:51:22Methinks, mistress, you should have little reason for that.

00:51:26And yet to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays.

00:51:31The more the pity that some honest neighbours will not make them friends.

00:51:37Nay, I can gleek upon occasion.

00:51:40Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful.

00:51:44Not so neither.

00:51:46But if I had wit enough to get out of this wood, I have enough to serve my own turn.

00:51:56Out of this wood do not desire to go.

00:52:00Thou shalt remain here whether thou wilt or no.

00:52:03I am a spirit of no common rate.

00:52:07The summer still doth tend upon my state.

00:52:10And I do love thee.

00:52:13Therefore go with me.

00:52:15I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee.

00:52:17And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep.

00:52:19And sing whilst thou on pressed flowers dost sleep.

00:52:23And I will purge thy mortal grossness so.

00:52:26That thou shalt like an airy spirit go.

00:52:29Peasblossom, cobweb, moth and mustard seed.

00:52:31And I.

00:52:32And I.

00:52:33And I.

00:52:34Where shall we go?

00:52:35Be kind and courteous to this gentleman.

00:52:39Hop in his walks and gamble in his eyes.

00:52:42Feed him with apricots and dewberries.

00:52:44With purple grapes, green figs and mulberries.

00:52:48The honey-bags steal from the humble bees.

00:52:51And for night tapers crop their waxen thighs.

00:52:54And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes.

00:52:57To have my love to bed and to arise.

00:53:02And pluck the wings from painted butterflies.

00:53:05To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes.

00:53:09Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies.

00:53:11Hail, mortal.

00:53:12Hail.

00:53:13Hail.

00:53:15I cry your worship's mercy heartily.

00:53:19I beseech your worship's name.

00:53:21Cobweb.

00:53:23I shall desire you of more acquaintance, good master cobweb.

00:53:27If I cut my finger, I shall make bold with you.

00:53:32Your name, honest gentleman?

00:53:34Peasblossom.

00:53:38I pray you commend me to mistress squash your mother.

00:53:42And a masterpiece cut your father.

00:53:46Good master peasblossom, I shall desire you of more acquaintance too.

00:53:53Your name I beseech you, sir.

00:53:55I beseech you, sir.

00:53:56Mustardseed.

00:53:58Good master mustardseed, I know your patience well.

00:54:02That same cowardly giant like ox beef hath devoured many a gentleman of your house.

00:54:10I promise you your kindred have made my eyes water ere now.

00:54:17I desire your more acquaintance, good master mustardseed.

00:54:26Come wait upon him, lead him to my bower.

00:54:30The moon methinks looks with a watery eye.

00:54:34And when she weeps, weeps every little flower.

00:54:38Lamenting some enforced chastity.

00:54:48Tie up my love's tongue, bring him silently.

00:54:55Ah.

00:55:26I wonder if Titania be awaked.

00:55:29Then what it was that next came in her eye, that she must dote on in extremity.

00:55:36Here comes my messenger.

00:55:37How now, mad spirit?

00:55:39What night rule now about this haunted grove?

00:55:42My mistress with a monster is in love.

00:55:45Near to her close and consecrated bower, while she was in her dull and sleeping hour,

00:55:49Near to her close and consecrated bower, while she was in her dull and sleeping hour,

00:55:53a crew of patches, rude mechanicals that work for bread upon Athenian stalls,

00:55:57were met together to rehearse a play intended for great Theseus' nuptial day.

00:56:01The shallowest thick skin of that barren sort who Pyrimus presented in their sport,

00:56:05forsook his scene and entered in a break.

00:56:07When I did him a disadvantage take, an ass's knoll, I fixed it on his head,

00:56:12and on his thisby must be answered.

00:56:15When in that moment so it came to pass, Titania waked,

00:56:18and straightway loved an ass.

00:56:25This falls out better than I could devise.

00:56:28But hast thou yet latched the Athenian's eyes with the love-juices I did bid thee do?

00:56:32I took him sleeping, that is finished too, and the Athenian woman by his side,

00:56:35that when he waked afore she must be eyed.

00:56:37Stand close, this is the same Athenian.

00:56:40This is the woman, but not this the man.

00:56:43O, why rebuke you him that loves you so?

00:56:45Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe.

00:56:47Now I but chide, but I should use thee worse,

00:56:50for thou, I fear, hast given me cause to curse.

00:56:54If thou hast slain Lysander in his sleep,

00:56:57being all shoes in blood, plunge in the deep, and kill me too.

00:57:04The sun was not so true unto the day as he to me.

00:57:08The sun was not so true unto the day as he to me.

00:57:14Would he have stolen away from sleeping Hermia?

00:57:17It cannot be, but thou hast murdered him.

00:57:20So should a murderer look, so dead, so grim.

00:57:23So should the murdered look, and so should I,

00:57:26pierced through the heart with your stern cruelty.

00:57:29Yet you, the murderer, look as bright, as clear, as yonder Venus in her glimmering sphere.

00:57:33What's this to my Lysander? Where is he?

00:57:36O, good Demetrius, wilt thou give him me?

00:57:39I'd rather give his carcass to my hounds.

00:57:42O, dark art! Cur!

00:57:46Thou drives me past the bounds of maiden's patience.

00:57:49Hast thou slain him then? Henceforth be never numbered among men.

00:57:53You spend your passion on a misprized mood.

00:57:55I am not guilty of Lysander's blood, nor is he dead, for aught that I can tell.

00:57:59I pray thee, tell me then that he is well.

00:58:01And if I could, what should I get there for?

00:58:03A privilege never to see me more.

00:58:05And from thy hated presence part I so,

00:58:07see me no more, whether he be dead or no.

00:58:16There is no following her in this fierce vein.

00:58:20Here, therefore, for a while I will remain.

00:58:31What hast thou done?

00:58:34Thou hast mistaken quite, and laid the love-juice on some true love's sight.

00:58:39About the wood go, swifter than the wind,

00:58:42and Helena of Athens look thou find.

00:58:45All fancy sick she is, and pale of cheer,

00:58:48with sighs of love that costs the fresh blood dear.

00:58:52By some illusion see thou bring her here.

00:58:56I'll charm his eyes, against she do appear.

00:58:59I go, I go. Look how I go.

00:59:01Swifter than arrow from the tartar's bow.

00:59:05Flower of this purple dye,

00:59:07hit with Cupid's archery,

00:59:09sink in apple of his eye.

00:59:12When his love he doth espy,

00:59:14let her shine as gloriously as the Venus of the sky.

00:59:20When thou wakest, if she be by,

00:59:22beg of her for remedy.

00:59:26Captain of our fairy band, Helena, is here at hand,

00:59:28and the youth mistook by me,

00:59:30pleading for a lover's fee.

00:59:32Shall we therefore on pageant see?

00:59:34Lord, what fools these mortals be!

00:59:38Stand aside.

00:59:39The noise they make will cause Demetrius to awake.

00:59:41Then will two at once woo one.

00:59:43That must needs be sport alone.

00:59:44And those things do best please me,

00:59:46that befall preposterously.

00:59:48Oh!

00:59:56Why should you think that I should woo in scorn?

00:59:59Scorn and derision never come in tears.

01:00:02Look, when I vow, I weep.

01:00:04And vows so born in their nativity,

01:00:06all truth appears.

01:00:08How can these things in me seem scorn to you,

01:00:10bearing the badge of faith to prove them true?

01:00:13You do advance your cunning more and more

01:00:17when truth kills truth.

01:00:19Oh, devilish holy fray!

01:00:22These vows are Hermia's.

01:00:24Will you give them o'er?

01:00:25Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh.

01:00:28Your vows to her and me put in two scales

01:00:30will even weigh, and both as light as tails.

01:00:32I had no judgment when to her I swore.

01:00:34Nor none in my mind. Now you give her o'er.

01:00:36Demetrius loves her, and he loves not you.

01:00:39Oh, Helen, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!

01:00:44To what my love shall I compare thine?

01:00:51Crystal is muddy.

01:00:53Oh, how ripe in show thy lips

01:00:55those kissing cherries tempting grow.

01:00:58When thou holst up thy hand,

01:01:00oh, let me kiss this princess of pure white,

01:01:04this seal of bliss.

01:01:14Oh, spite, oh, hell!

01:01:18I see you all are bent to set against me

01:01:21for your merriment.

01:01:23If you were men, as men you are in show,

01:01:26you would not use a gentle lady so

01:01:28to vow and swear and superpraise my parts

01:01:33when I am sure you hate me with your hearts.

01:01:36You both are rivals and love Hermia,

01:01:38and now both rivals to mock Helena.

01:01:41A trim exploit, a manly enterprise,

01:01:44to conjure tears up in a poor maid's eyes

01:01:46with your derision.

01:01:48None of noble sort would so offend a virgin,

01:01:51and extort a poor soul's patience

01:01:53all to make you sport.

01:01:55You are unkind, Demetrius, be not so,

01:01:57for you love Hermia, this you know I know.

01:01:59And here, with all goodwill, with all my heart,

01:02:02in Hermia's love I yield you up my part,

01:02:04and yours of Helena to me bequeath,

01:02:05whom I do love and will do to my death.

01:02:07Never did mockers waste more idle breath.

01:02:09Lysander, keep thy Hermia, I will none.

01:02:11If ere I loved her, all that love is gone,

01:02:13my heart to her, but as guestwise sojourned.

01:02:17And now to Helena is it home returned,

01:02:19there to remain.

01:02:21Helena, it is not so.

01:02:22Disparage not the faith thou dost not know,

01:02:24lest to thy peril thou abide it dear.

01:02:27Look where thy love comes, yonder is thy dear.

01:02:32Doubt not that from the eye his function takes,

01:02:35the ear more quick of apprehension makes.

01:02:37Thou art not by mine eye, Lysander, found.

01:02:39Mine ear, I thank it, brought me to thy sound.

01:02:42But why unkindly dost thou leave me so?

01:02:46Why should he stay, whom love doth press to go?

01:02:49What love could press Lysander from my side?

01:02:52Lysander's love, that would not let him bide.

01:02:55Fair Helena, who more enguilds the night

01:02:58than all yon fiery oars and eyes of light,

01:03:01why seekst thou me?

01:03:02Could not this make thee know the hate I bear

01:03:04thee made me leave thee so?

01:03:05You speak not as you think it cannot be.

01:03:08No, she is one of this confederacy.

01:03:12Now I perceive they have conjoined all three

01:03:16to fashion this false sport in spite of me.

01:03:19Inturious Hermia, most ungrateful maid,

01:03:24have you conspired, have you with these

01:03:27contrived to bait me with this foul derision?

01:03:31Is all the counsel that we two have shared

01:03:34the sisters' vows, the hours that we have

01:03:36spent when we have chid the hasty footed time

01:03:38for parting us, oh, is't all forgot?

01:03:43All school days friendship, childhood innocence.

01:03:48We, Hermia, like two artificial gods,

01:03:51have with our needles created both one flower,

01:03:55both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion,

01:03:58both warbling of one song, both in one key,

01:04:02as if our hands, our sides, voices and minds

01:04:05had been incorporated.

01:04:07So we grew together, like to a double cherry

01:04:10seeming parted but yet in union in partition,

01:04:13two lovely berries moulded on one stem,

01:04:17so with two seeming bodies but one heart,

01:04:20two of the first, like coats in heraldry,

01:04:23due but to one and crowned with one crest.

01:04:28And will you rent our ancient love asunder

01:04:32to join with men in scorning your poor friend?

01:04:35Tis not friendly, tis not maidenly.

01:04:38Our sex, as well as I, may chide you for it,

01:04:41though I alone do feel the injury.

01:04:43I am amazed at your passionate words.

01:04:46I scorn you not, it seems that you scorn me.

01:04:50Have you not set Lysander as in scorn

01:04:53to follow me and praise my eyes and face

01:04:55and made your other love Demetrius,

01:04:57who even but now did spurn me with his foot,

01:04:59to call me goddess, nymph, divine and rare,

01:05:02precious, celestial?

01:05:07What though I be not so in grace as you,

01:05:10so hung upon with love so fortunate,

01:05:14but miserable most to love unloved?

01:05:18This you should pity rather than despise.

01:05:20I understand not what you mean by this.

01:05:23I do persever,

01:05:25counterfeit sad looks,

01:05:27make mouths upon me when I turn my back,

01:05:30wink at each other, hold a sweet jest up.

01:05:33This sport well carried shall be chronicled.

01:05:37If you have any pity, grace or manners,

01:05:39you would not make me such an argument.

01:05:42But fare you well.

01:05:45Tis partly mine own fault,

01:05:48which death or absence soon shall remedy.

01:05:52Stay gentle, Helen, and hear my excuse.

01:05:54My love, my life, my soul, fair Helen.

01:05:56Oh, excellent!

01:05:58Sweet, do not scorn her so.

01:06:00Helen, I love thee by my life I do.

01:06:03I swear by that which I will lose for thee

01:06:05to prove him false that says I love thee not.

01:06:07I say I love thee more than he can do.

01:06:09If thou say so, withdraw and prove it too.

01:06:11Quick, come.

01:06:12Lysander, where to tense all this?

01:06:14Away, you Ethiop.

01:06:17No, no, sir, seem to break loose,

01:06:19take on as you would follow, but yet come not.

01:06:21You are a tame man, go.

01:06:23Hang off that cat, thou burr, vile thing.

01:06:25Let loose, or I will shake thee from me like a serpent.

01:06:27Why are you grown so rude?

01:06:30What change is this sweet love?

01:06:34Thy love,

01:06:36thou tawny tart, thou out-

01:06:38out-loathed, amidst no hated potion hence.

01:06:41Do you not jest?

01:06:43Yes, sooth, and so do you.

01:06:44Demetrius, I will keep my word with thee.

01:06:46Why would I add your bond?

01:06:47For I perceive a weak bond holds you.

01:06:49I'll not trust your word.

01:06:50What?

01:06:52Should I hurt her, strike her, kill her dead?

01:06:54Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so.

01:06:57What can you do me greater harm than hate?

01:07:01Hate me?

01:07:03Wherefore?

01:07:06Who me, what news, my lover?

01:07:08I'm not I, Hermia, are not you Lysander?

01:07:13I am as fair now as I was e'er while.

01:07:16Since night you loved me.

01:07:20But since night you left me.

01:07:22Why then you left me, oh the gods forbid,

01:07:25in earnest, shall I say?

01:07:27Ay, by my life.

01:07:29And never did desire to see thee more.

01:07:32Therefore be out of hope, of question, or doubt.

01:07:35Tis certain nothing true.

01:07:37It is no jest that I do hate thee and love Helena.

01:07:45O me, you juggler, you

01:07:48canker-blossom, you thief of love!

01:07:52What, have you come by night and stolen my love's heart from him?

01:07:55Fie, ne'er faith, have you no modesty?

01:07:59No maiden shame, no touch of bashfulness?

01:08:02What, will you tear impatient answers from my gentle tongue?

01:08:05Fie, fie, you counterfeit, you puppet, you

01:08:10Puppet?

01:08:12Why, so I, that way goes the game.

01:08:15Now I perceive that she hath made compare between our statures.

01:08:19She hath urged her height, and with her personage, her tall personage.

01:08:24Her height, forsooth, she hath prevailed with him.

01:08:28And are you grown so high in his esteem because I am so dwarfish and so low?

01:08:33How low am I?

01:08:35Thou painted me, pole-speak.

01:08:38How low am I?

01:08:39I am not yet so low but that my nails can reach unto thine eyes.

01:08:43I pray you, though you mock me, gentlemen, let her not hurt me.

01:08:47I was never cursed. I have no gift at all in shrewishness.

01:08:51I am a right maid for my cowardice.

01:08:53Let her not strike me.

01:08:55You perhaps may think because she is something lower than myself that I can match her.

01:08:59Lower? Hark, again!

01:09:01Good Hermia, do not be so bitter with me.

01:09:07I evermore did love you, Hermia, did ever keep your counsels, never wronged you.

01:09:12Save that, in love unto Demetrius I told him of your stealth unto this wood.

01:09:18He followed you, for love I followed him.

01:09:21But he hath chidden me hence and threatened me to spurn me, strike me, nay, to kill me too.

01:09:27And now, so you will let me quiet go,

01:09:31to Athens will I bear my folly back and follow you no further.

01:09:36Let me go.

01:09:37Let me go.

01:09:39You see how simple and how fond I am.

01:09:42Why get you gone? Who is't that hinders you?

01:09:46A foolish heart that I leave here behind.

01:09:49What, with Lysander?

01:09:51With Demetrius.

01:09:53Be not afraid, she shall not harm thee, Helena.

01:09:55No, sir, she shall not, though you take her part.

01:09:58Oh, when she's angry, she's keen and shrewd.

01:10:01She was a vixen when she went to school, and though she be but little, she's fierce.

01:10:05Little again, nothing but low and little.

01:10:09Why will you suffer her to flout me thus?

01:10:12Let me come to her.

01:10:14Get you gone, you dwarf.

01:10:17You minimus of hindering, not grass-maid.

01:10:20You bead, you acorn.

01:10:24You are too officious in her behalf that scorns your services.

01:10:27Let her alone. Speak not of Helena.

01:10:29Take not her part.

01:10:31For if thou dost intend never so little show of love to her, thou shalt abide.

01:10:34Now she holds me not.

01:10:36Now, follow if thou darest to try whose right of thine or mine is most in Helena.

01:10:41Follow? Nay, I'll go with thee, cheek by jowl.

01:10:43You, mistress, all this coil as long as you?

01:10:45Nay, go not back.

01:10:47I will not trust you, I, nor longer stay in your cursed company.

01:10:50Your hand is in me, and I will not be taken.

01:10:52My lord, I shall not be taken.

01:10:54I will not be taken.

01:10:56Oh, I'll be taken.

01:10:58I'll be taken.

01:11:00I'll be taken.

01:11:02I'll be taken.

01:11:04I will be taken.

01:11:06I will be taken.

01:11:08I'll be taken.

01:11:10I will be taken.

01:11:11Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray, My legs are longer, though, to run away.

01:11:22I am amazed, and know not what to say.

01:11:30This is thy negligence, still thy mistakes, Nor else commits thy knaveries willfully.

01:11:33Believe me, king of shadows, I am stook.

01:11:35Did not you tell me I should know the man By the Athenian garments he had on?

01:11:38And so far blameless proves my enterprise That I have no interest in Athenians' eyes.

01:11:42And so far am I glad it so did sort, As this there jangling eye has deemed sport.

01:11:48Thou seest these lovers seek a place to fight.

01:11:49Hide, therefore, Robin, overcast the night.

01:11:52The starry well can cover thou anon With drooping fog as black as Acheron,

01:11:56And lead these testy rivals so astray As one come not within the other's way.

01:12:00Like Julisander, sometime frame thy tongue, Then stir Demetrius up with bitter wrong,

01:12:04And sometime reover, like Demetrius, And from each other look thou lead them thus,

01:12:08Till o'er their brows Death, counterfeiting sleep,

01:12:11With leaden legs and batty wings, doth creep.

01:12:14Then crush this herb into Lysander's eye, Whose liquor hath this virtuous property,

01:12:20To take from thence all error with his might, And make his eyeballs roll with wonted sight.

01:12:26When they next wake, o'er this derision Shall seem a dream and fruitless vision,

01:12:32And back to Athens shall the lovers wend With league whose date till death shall never

01:12:36end.

01:12:37Whilst I in this affair do thee employ, I'll to my queen, and beg her Indian boy,

01:12:46And then I will her charmed eye release From monster's view, and all things shall be

01:12:53peace.

01:12:54My fairy lord, this must be done with haste, For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full

01:13:03fast, And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger,

01:13:06At whose approach ghosts, wandering here and there,

01:13:09Troop home to churchyards.

01:13:13Damned its spirits all that in crossways and floods

01:13:15Have burial, already to their wormy beds are gone,

01:13:18For fearless day should look their shames upon.

01:13:21They will flee themselves exile from light, And must for I consort with black-browed night.

01:13:30But we are spirits of another sort.

01:13:33I with the morning's love have oft made sport, And like a forester the groves may tread,

01:13:38Even till the eastern gate, all fiery red, Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams,

01:13:45And as he turns into yellow gold his sought green streams.

01:13:51But notwithstanding, haste, make no delay, We may affect this business yet our day.

01:13:58Up and down, up and down, I will lead them up and down.

01:14:00I am feared in field and town.

01:14:02Goblin, lead them up and down.

01:14:05Here comes one.

01:14:07Where art thou, proud Demetrius?

01:14:15Speak thou now.

01:14:16Here, bellendrawn and ready, where art thou?

01:14:18I will be with thee straight.

01:14:19Follow me, then, to plainer ground.

01:14:20Lysander, speak again.

01:14:21Thou runaway, thou coward.

01:14:22Art thou fled?

01:14:23Speak.

01:14:24In some bush.

01:14:25Where dost thou hide thy head?

01:14:26Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars, Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars

01:14:27and will not come?

01:14:28Come, recreant, come thou child.

01:14:29I'll whip thee with a rod.

01:14:30He is defiled that draws a sword on thee.

01:14:31Yea, art thou there?

01:14:32Follow my voice.

01:14:33We'll try no manhood here.

01:14:34He goes before me and still dares me on.

01:14:35When I come where he calls, then he is gone.

01:14:36The villain is much lighter-heeled than I.

01:14:37I followed fast, but faster he is gone.

01:14:38I will be with thee straight.

01:14:39Here comes one.

01:14:40Where art thou, proud Demetrius?

01:14:41Speak thou now.

01:14:42Here, bellendrawn and ready, where art thou?

01:14:43I will be with thee straight.

01:14:44Follow me, then, to plainer ground.

01:14:45Lysander, speak again.

01:14:46Thou runaway, thou coward.

01:14:47Art thou fled?

01:14:48Speak.

01:14:49In some bush.

01:14:50Where dost thou hide thy head?

01:14:52When I come where he calls, then he is gone.

01:14:55The villain is much lighter-heeled than I.

01:14:57I followed fast, but faster he did fly.

01:15:00That fallen am I in dark, uneven way.

01:15:04And here will rest me.

01:15:07Come thou, gentle day, for if but once thou show me thy grey light,

01:15:12I'll find Demetrius and revenge this spite.

01:15:22Ho, ho, ho, coward!

01:15:24Why comes thou not?

01:15:25Abide me, if thou darest, for well I wot.

01:15:27Thou run'st before me, shifting every place,

01:15:29and darest not stand nor look me in the face.

01:15:31Where art thou now?

01:15:33Come hither, I am here.

01:15:35Nay, then thou mock'st me.

01:15:37Thou shalt buy this deer, if ever I thy face by daylight see.

01:15:41Now go thy way.

01:15:45Faintness constraineth me to measure out my length on this cold bed.

01:15:51By day's approach, look to be visited.

01:15:59O weary night!

01:16:01O long and tedious night!

01:16:04Abate thy hours.

01:16:06Shine comforts from the east,

01:16:08that I may back to Athens by daylight

01:16:11from these that my poor company detest.

01:16:15Ahem.

01:16:19And sleep,

01:16:21that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eyes,

01:16:24steal me a while from mine own company.

01:16:34Yet but three.

01:16:36Come one more.

01:16:37Two of both kinds makes up four.

01:16:40Here she comes, cursed and sad.

01:16:43Cupid is a knavish lad, thus to make poor females mad.

01:16:48Never so weary, never so in woe.

01:16:51Bedabbled with the dew and torn with friars.

01:16:54I can no further crawl, no further go.

01:16:57My legs will keep no pace with my desires.

01:17:04Here will I rest me till the break of day.

01:17:07Heavens shield Lysander if they mean a fray.

01:17:21On the ground, sleep sound.

01:17:25I'll apply to your eye, gentle lover, remedy.

01:17:29When thou wakest, thou tak'st true delight

01:17:32in the sight of thy former lady's eye.

01:17:35And the country proverb known,

01:17:37that every man should take his own,

01:17:39in your waking shall be shown.

01:17:42Jack shall have Jew, naught shall go ill,

01:17:45the man shall have his mare again,

01:17:48and all shall be well.

01:17:52Oh.

01:17:53Oh.

01:17:54Oh.

01:17:55Oh.

01:17:56Oh.

01:17:57Oh.

01:17:58Oh.

01:17:59Oh.

01:18:00Oh.

01:18:01Oh.

01:18:02Oh.

01:18:03Oh.

01:18:04Come, sit thee down upon this flowery bed,

01:18:10while I thy amiable cheeks do coy,

01:18:14and stick musk-roses in thy sleek, smooth head,

01:18:19and kiss thy fair, large ears,

01:18:24my gentle joy.

01:18:28Where's Peasblossom?

01:18:30Ready.

01:18:31Scratch my head, Peasblossom.

01:18:34Oh.

01:18:36Where's Mounseur Cobweb?

01:18:38Ready.

01:18:39Mounseur Cobweb, good Mounseur,

01:18:41get you your weapons in your hand

01:18:43and kill me a red-hipped humble bee

01:18:45on the top of a thistle.

01:18:47And good Mounseur, bring me the honey back.

01:18:51Do not fret yourself too much of the action, Mounseur,

01:18:53and good Mounseur, have a care the honey bag break not.

01:18:58I would be loath to have you overflown with a honey bag, senior.

01:19:07Where's Mounseur Mustardseed?

01:19:09Ready.

01:19:10Give me your knife, Mounseur Mustardseed.

01:19:12Oh, pray you, leave your curtsy, good Mounseur.

01:19:15What's your will?

01:19:16Nothing, Mounseur, but to help Cavalier Cobweb to scratch.

01:19:21I must to the barber's, Mounseur,

01:19:23for me thinks I am marvellous hairy about the face.

01:19:27And I am such a tender ass

01:19:29that if my hair do but tickle me, I must scratch.

01:19:39What will thou hear some music, my sweet love?

01:19:42I have a reasonable good ear in music.

01:19:44Let's have the tongs and the bones.

01:19:47Or say, sweet love, what thou desires to eat.

01:19:50Truly a peck of provender.

01:19:52I could munch your good dry oats.

01:19:56Methinks I have a great desire to a bottle of hay.

01:19:59Good hay, sweet hay, hath no fallow.

01:20:04I have a venturesome fairy

01:20:05that shall seek to squiggle's hoard and fetch thee new nuts.

01:20:08I had rather have a handful or two of dried peas.

01:20:12But I pray you, let none of your people stir me.

01:20:17I have an exposition of sleep come upon me.

01:20:29Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms.

01:20:35So doth the woodbine the sweet honeysuckle gently entwist.

01:20:41The female ivy so enrings the barky fingers of the elm.

01:20:48Oh, how I love thee!

01:20:52How I dote on thee!

01:21:00Welcome, good robin.

01:21:02Seest thou this sweet sight?

01:21:06Her dotage now I do begin to pity.

01:21:09For meeting her of late behind the wood,

01:21:11seeking sweet favours for this hateful fool,

01:21:15I did upbraid her and fall out with her.

01:21:17For she his hairy temples then had rounded

01:21:20with coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers.

01:21:24And that same dew which sometime on the buds

01:21:26was wont to swell like round and orient pearls,

01:21:29stood now within the pretty flower its eyes

01:21:32like tears that did their own disgrace bewail.

01:21:37When I had at my pleasure taunted her,

01:21:39and she in mild terms begged my patience,

01:21:42I then did ask of her her changeling child,

01:21:46which straight she gave me,

01:21:49and her fairy scent to bear him to my bower in fairy land.

01:21:56And now I have the boy, I will undo

01:21:58this hateful imperfection of her eyes,

01:22:00and, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp

01:22:03from off the head of this Athenian swain,

01:22:05that he, awaking when the other do,

01:22:07may all to Athens back again repair,

01:22:09and think no more of this night's accidents,

01:22:12but as the fierce vexation of a dream.

01:22:17But first I will release the fairy queen.

01:22:23Be as thou wast wont to be.

01:22:25See as thou wast wont to see.

01:22:27Diane's bud or Cupid's flower

01:22:30had such force and blessed power

01:22:32now, mighty Tanya,

01:22:34wake you, my sweet queen.

01:22:41My Oberon, what visions have I seen?

01:22:49Methought I was enamored of an ass.

01:22:54There lies your love.

01:22:56How came these things to pass?

01:22:58O, how mine eyes do loathe his visage now.

01:23:00Silence a while.

01:23:02Robin, take off this head.

01:23:06To Tanya, music call,

01:23:09and strike more dead than common sleep

01:23:12of all these five the sense.

01:23:18Music, O, music, such as charmeth sleep.

01:23:22Now when thou wakest with thine own fool's eyes peep.

01:23:28Sound music.

01:23:32Come, my queen, take hands with me,

01:23:36and rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.

01:23:57Sound music.

01:24:28Sound music.

01:24:46Now thou and I are new in Amity,

01:24:50and will tomorrow midnight solemnly

01:24:53dance in Jucticia's house triumphantly

01:24:56and bless it to all fair posterity.

01:25:00There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be

01:25:03wedded with Theseus all in jollity.

01:25:06Fairy king, attendant mark, I do hear the morning lark.

01:25:09Then, my queen, in silent sad,

01:25:11should we after the night's shade,

01:25:12we the globe can come forsoon,

01:25:14swifter than the wandering moon.

01:25:15Come, my lord, and in our flight

01:25:16tell me how it came this night

01:25:17that I sleeping here was found

01:25:19with these mortals on the ground.

01:25:27Sound music.

01:25:29Go, one of you, find out the forester,

01:25:31and our observation is performed.

01:25:33And since we have the vey wood of the day,

01:25:36my love shall hear the music of my hounds.

01:25:39Hound couple in the western valley, let them go.

01:25:42Dispatch, I say, and find the forester.

01:25:44We will fare queen up to the mountain's top

01:25:47and mark the musical confusion of hounds

01:25:49and echo in conjunction.

01:25:51I was with Hercules and Cadmus once

01:25:54when in a wood of Crete we bathed the bear

01:25:56with hounds of Sparta.

01:25:58Never did I hear such gallant chiding,

01:26:01for besides the groves, the skies, the fountains,

01:26:04every region near seemed all one mutual cry.

01:26:08I never heard so musical a discord,

01:26:11such sweet thunder.

01:26:13My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind,

01:26:16so fluid, so sanded,

01:26:18and their heads are hung with ears

01:26:20that sweep away the morning dew.

01:26:22Crook-kneed and dew-lab like the salient bulls,

01:26:25slow in pursuit,

01:26:27but matched in mouth like bells,

01:26:30each under each.

01:26:32A cry more tunable was never hollered to

01:26:34nor cheered with horn in Crete, in Sparta,

01:26:37nor in Thessaly.

01:26:38Judge when you hear.

01:26:43But soft!

01:26:45What lymphs are these?

01:26:48My lord, this is my daughter here asleep.

01:26:53And this Lysander,

01:26:55this Demetrius is,

01:26:57this Helena, Oedonidas Helena.

01:27:01I wonder of their being here together.

01:27:05No doubt they rose up early to observe the Rite of May,

01:27:09and hearing our intent, came here in grace of our solemnity.

01:27:13But speak, Aegeus,

01:27:15is not this the day that Hermia should give answer of her choice?

01:27:18It is, my lord.

01:27:20Go, bid the huntsman wake them with their horns.

01:27:24HONK HONK HONK HONK

01:27:32HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK

01:27:44Good morrow, friends.

01:27:46St. Valentine is past.

01:27:49Begin these woodbirds but to couple now.

01:27:52Pardon, my lord.

01:27:54I pray you all stand up.

01:27:56I know you two are rival enemies.

01:27:59How comes this gentle concord in the world

01:28:02that hatred is so far from jealousy

01:28:04to sleep by hate and fear no enmity?

01:28:08My lord, I shall reply amazedly.

01:28:11Half sleep, half waking,

01:28:13but as yet I swear I cannot truly say how I came here.

01:28:17But as I think, for truly would I speak,

01:28:21and now I do besink me so it is I came with Hermia hither.

01:28:25Our intent was to be gone from Athens where we might

01:28:28without the peril of the Athenian law.

01:28:30Enough, enough, my lord, you have enough.

01:28:32I beg the law, the law upon his head.

01:28:35They would have stolen away, they would, Demetrius,

01:28:38thereby to have defeated you and me.

01:28:40But, my good lord, I want not by what power,

01:28:42but by some power it is.

01:28:44My love to Hermia, melted as the snow,

01:28:47seems to me now as the remembrance of an idle gourd

01:28:51which in my childhood I did dote upon.

01:28:54And all the faith, the virtue of my heart,

01:28:57the object and the pleasure of mine eye is only Helena.

01:29:01To her, my lord, was I betrothed ere I saw Hermia.

01:29:05But like a sickness did I loathe this food.

01:29:08But as in health come to my natural taste,

01:29:12now I do wish it, love it, long for it,

01:29:18and will forevermore be true to it.

01:29:21Fair lovers, you are fortunately met.

01:29:24Of this discourse we more will hear anon.

01:29:27Egeus, I will overbear your will.

01:29:30For in the temple by and by with us

01:29:32these couples shall eternally be knit.

01:29:36And for the morning now is something worn.

01:29:39Our purposed hunting shall be set aside.

01:29:42Away with us to Athens, three and three,

01:29:45that hold a feast in great solemnity.

01:29:48Down, Hippolyta.

01:29:55These things seem small and undistinguishable,

01:29:58like far-off mountains turned into clouds.

01:30:00Methinks I see these things with parted eye,

01:30:04where everything seems double.

01:30:06So methinks.

01:30:08And I have found Demetrius like a jewel,

01:30:11thine own and not thine own.

01:30:14Are you sure that we are awake?

01:30:16It seems that yet we sleep, we dream.

01:30:18Do not you think the duke was here and bid us follow him?

01:30:20Yea, and my father.

01:30:21And Hippolyta.

01:30:22And he did bid us follow to the temple.

01:30:24Why then, we are awake.

01:30:26Let's follow him.

01:30:28And by the way, let us recount our dreams.

01:30:34When my cue comes, call me and I will answer.

01:30:40My next is most fair Pyramus.

01:30:56Ayo?

01:30:59Peter Quince?

01:31:04Flirt the ballast mender!

01:31:08Start the tanker!

01:31:14Storm the land!

01:31:20What's my life?

01:31:22Stolen hence and left me asleep.

01:31:27I have had a most rare vision.

01:31:31I have had a dream.

01:31:33Past the wit of man to say what dream it was.

01:31:37Man is but an ass if he go about to expound this dream.

01:31:43Methought I was.

01:31:47There is no man can tell what.

01:31:51Methought I was.

01:31:56And methought

01:31:58I had.

01:32:04But man is but a patch fool if he love to say what methought I had.

01:32:08The eye of man hath not heard.

01:32:10The ear of man hath not seen.

01:32:12Man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive,

01:32:15nor his heart to report what my dream was.

01:32:19I will get Peter Quince to write the ballad of this dream.

01:32:22It shall be called Bottom's Dream because it hath no bottom.

01:32:26And I will sing it in the latter end of a play before the Duke.

01:32:31Peradventure to make it the more gracious.

01:32:33I will sing it at her death.

01:32:47It is strange, my Theseus, that these lovers speak of.

01:32:50More strange than true.

01:32:53I never may believe these antique fables, nor these fairy toys.

01:32:58Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, such shaping fantasies,

01:33:03that apprehend more than cool reason ever comprehends.

01:33:08The lunatic, the lover, and the poet are of imagination all compact.

01:33:15One sees more devils than vast hell can hold.

01:33:18That is the madman.

01:33:21The lover, all as frantic, sees Helen's beauty in a bra of Egypt.

01:33:27The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy of rolling,

01:33:31doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven.

01:33:35And as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown,

01:33:40the poet's pen turns into shapes

01:33:43and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name.

01:33:50Such tricks hath strong imagination,

01:33:52that if it would but apprehend some joy,

01:33:54it comprehends some bringer of that joy.

01:33:58Or in the night, imagining some fear,

01:34:01how easy is a bush supposed a bear.

01:34:05But all the story of the night told over,

01:34:08and all their minds transfigured so together,

01:34:11more witnesseth than fancies images,

01:34:14and grows to something of great constancy.

01:34:18But howsoever strange and admirable.

01:34:30Have you sent to Bottom's house? Has he come home yet?

01:34:33He cannot be heard of.

01:34:36Out of doubt he is transported.

01:34:41If he come not, then the play is marred.

01:34:44It goes not forward, does it?

01:34:46It is not possible.

01:34:49You have not a man in all Athens able to discharge Pyramus, but he?

01:34:53No, he hath simply the best wit of any handicraft man in Athens.

01:34:57Yea, and the best person too.

01:34:59And he's a very paramour for a sweet voice.

01:35:03You must say paragon.

01:35:05A paramour is, God bless us, a thing of naught.

01:35:08Masters, the duke is coming from the temple,

01:35:11and there is two or three lords and ladies more married.

01:35:16If our sport had gone forward, we had all been made men.

01:35:25Oh, sweet bully Bottom.

01:35:30Thus hath he lost sixpence a day during his life.

01:35:34Thus hath he lost sixpence a day during his life.

01:35:39He could not escape sixpence a day.

01:35:42And the duke had not given him sixpence a day for playing Pyramus, I'll be hanged.

01:35:49He would have deserved it, sixpence a day in Pyramus or nothing.

01:35:57Where are these lads? Where are these hordes?

01:36:00Bottom, Bottom, Bottom.

01:36:06Oh, most courageous day, oh, most happy hour.

01:36:09Masters, haunted this course wonders.

01:36:12But ask me not what, for if I tell you, I am no true Athenian.

01:36:16I'll tell you everything, right as it fell out.

01:36:18Let us hear, sweet Bottom.

01:36:24Not a word of me.

01:36:25All I will tell you is that the duke hath dined.

01:36:28Get your apparel together, good strings to your beards, new ribbons to your pumps.

01:36:31Meet presently at the palace, every man look o'er his part.

01:36:34For the short and the long is, our play is preferred.

01:36:38In any case, let this be a plain linen.

01:36:41And let not him that plays the lion bare his nails.

01:36:43For they shall hang out for the lion's claws.

01:36:46And most dear actors.

01:36:48Eat no onions nor garlic, for we do utter sweet breath.

01:36:52And I do not doubt but hear him say it is a sweet comedy.

01:36:55No more words, away, go away.

01:36:59Come now, what masks, what dances shall we have

01:37:03to wear away this long age of three hours between our after-supper and bedtime?

01:37:08Where is our usual manager of mirth?

01:37:10What revels are in hand?

01:37:12Is there no play to ease the anguish of a torturing hour?

01:37:17Call Philostrate.

01:37:18Here, my deities.

01:37:20Say, what abridgment have you for this evening?

01:37:23There is a brief how many sports are ripe.

01:37:25Make choice of which your highness will see first.

01:37:28A battle with the centaurs.

01:37:30To be sung by an Athenian eunuch to the harp.

01:37:33Will none of that.

01:37:35That have I told, my love, in glory of my kinsman, Hercules.

01:37:40A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus and his love, Thisbe.

01:37:43Very tragical mirth.

01:37:44Merry and tragical, tedious and brief.

01:37:47That is hot ice and wondrous strange snow.

01:37:50How shall we find the concord of this discord?

01:37:52A play there is, my lord, some ten words long.

01:37:55Which is as brief as I have known a play.

01:37:57But by ten words, my lord, it is too long.

01:38:00Which makes it tedious.

01:38:01For in all the play there is not one word apt.

01:38:04One player fitted.

01:38:05What are they that do play it?

01:38:07Hard-handed men that work in Athens here.

01:38:09Which never laboured in their minds till now.

01:38:12And now have toiled their unbreathed memories

01:38:15With this same play against your nuptial.

01:38:18And we will hear it.

01:38:19No, my noble lord.

01:38:21I love not to see wretchedness or charged

01:38:23And duty in his service perishing.

01:38:25Why, gentle sweet, you shall see no such thing.

01:38:28On ever anything can be amiss

01:38:30When simpleness and duty tender it.

01:38:32Go bring them in.

01:38:33And take your places, ladies.

01:38:41So please your grace, the prologue is at rest.

01:38:44Let him approach.

01:38:56Gentles, perchance, you wonder at this show.

01:38:59But wonder on, till truth make all things plain.

01:39:02This man is Pyramus, if you would know.

01:39:05This beauteous lady, Thisbe, is Sir Tyne.

01:39:09This man, with lime and rough gas,

01:39:12Doth present one of the most beautiful women

01:39:15In the history of Athens.

01:39:17Thisbe.

01:39:19Thisbe.

01:39:21Thisbe.

01:39:23Thisbe.

01:39:25Thisbe.

01:39:28That vile wall, which did these lovers sunder.

01:39:32And through walls chink

01:39:35Poor souls, they are content

01:39:38To whisper at the which let no man wonder.

01:39:43This man, with lantern, dog

01:39:46And bushel of thorns

01:39:48Presenteth moonshine.

01:39:50No, by moonshine, did these lovers think no scorn

01:39:55To meet at Niner's tomb, there, there, to woo

01:40:01This grisly beast, which Lion hide by name

01:40:06The trusteeth is becoming first by night

01:40:08Did scare away, or rather did affright

01:40:10And as she fled, her mantle she did fall

01:40:14Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain

01:40:19And on comes Pyramus, sweet youth and tall

01:40:23And finds his trusty Thisbe's mantle slain

01:40:28Whereat with blade, with bloody blameful blade

01:40:32He bravely broached his boiling bloody breast

01:40:42And Thisbe, tarrying in mulberry shade

01:40:47His dagger drew and died

01:40:52For all the rest, let Lion, Moonshine, Wall and Lovers twain

01:40:56At large discourse, while here they do remain

01:41:14I wonder if the Liber to speak

01:41:17No wonder, my lord, one Lion may, when many asses do

01:41:33In this same interlude, it doth befall

01:41:38That I, when snout by name, present a Wall

01:41:46And such a Wall, as I would have you think

01:41:58That had in it a crannied hole, or chink

01:42:05Through which the Lovers, Pyramus and Thisbe

01:42:11Did whisper often, very sacredly

01:42:21This loam, this rough cast, and this stone doth show

01:42:27That I am that same Wall, the truth is so

01:42:32And this the cranny is

01:42:38Right and sinister

01:42:45Through which the fearful Lovers are to whisper

01:42:55Would you desire Lion and Hare to speak better?

01:42:57It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard discourse, my lord

01:43:01Pyramus draws near the Wall, silence

01:43:03O grimlock night, O night with hue so black

01:43:09O night, whatever art, when day is not

01:43:13O night, O night, alack, alack, alack

01:43:20I fear my Thisbe's promise is forgot

01:43:23And thou, O Wall, O sweet, O lovely Wall

01:43:30That stands between her father's ground and mine

01:43:34Thou Wall, O Wall, O sweet and lovely Wall

01:43:42Show me thy chink to blink through with mine eye

01:43:47Thanks, courteous Wall, to shield thee well for this

01:43:59But what see I? No Thisbe do I see

01:44:05O wicked Wall, through whom I see no bliss

01:44:10Cursed be thy stones for thus deceiving me

01:44:15The Wall, methinks, being sensible, should curse again

01:44:17No, in truth, sir, he should not

01:44:19Deceiving me is Thisbe's cue

01:44:22She's to enter now, and I'm to spy her through the Wall

01:44:25You shall speak, and we'll all fall flat as I told you

01:44:29Yonder she comes

01:44:32O Wall, how often hast thou heard my moans

01:44:36For parting my fair Pyramus and me

01:44:39My cherry lips have often kissed thy stones

01:44:42Thy stones with hair and line knit up in thee

01:44:45I see a voice

01:44:47Now will I to the chink, to spy, and I can hear my Thisbe's face

01:44:53Thisbe

01:44:55My love

01:44:56Thou art my love, I think

01:44:58Think what thou wilt

01:44:59I am thy lover's grace

01:45:01And like thy mander am I trusty still

01:45:04And I like Helen till the fates me kill

01:45:06Not shufflest to Procrus was so true

01:45:08As shufflest to Procrus I to you

01:45:11O kiss me through the hole of this vile Wall

01:45:22I kiss the Wall's hole, not your lips at all

01:45:31Will thou at Ninny's tomb meet me straightway

01:45:34Tie night, tie death, I come without delay

01:45:41That's lovely

01:45:46Thus have I

01:45:48Wall

01:45:50My part discharged so

01:45:52And being done

01:45:54Thus Wall away doth go

01:46:03Now is the mural down between the two neighbours?

01:46:05No remedy, my lord

01:46:07When Walls are so willful to hear without warning

01:46:10This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard

01:46:14The best in this kind are but shadows

01:46:16And the worst are no worse

01:46:18If imagination amend them

01:46:20It must be your imagination then and not theirs

01:46:24If we imagine no worse of them

01:46:26Than they of themselves

01:46:28They may pass for excellent men

01:46:31Here come two noble beasts in

01:46:33A man and a lion

01:46:35You ladies

01:46:37You

01:46:39Whose

01:46:41Gentle hearts

01:46:43Do fear

01:46:45The smallest monstrous mouse

01:46:47That creeps on floor

01:46:49May now perchance

01:46:51Both quake and tremble

01:46:53Here when lion rough

01:46:55In wildest rage

01:46:57Doth roar

01:47:01Then know

01:47:04That I as snug the joiner am

01:47:06A lion fell nor else

01:47:08No lion's dam

01:47:10For if I should as lion

01:47:12Come in strife into this place

01:47:14To a pity on my life

01:47:16A very gentle beast

01:47:18And of a good conscience

01:47:20The very best of the beasts, my lord

01:47:22That ere I saw

01:47:24Let us hearken to the moon

01:47:26This lamp wound out

01:47:28The horned moon presents

01:47:30He should have worn the horns on his head

01:47:32This lamp wound out the horned moon presents

01:47:34Myself the man in the moon do seem to be

01:47:36This is the greatest error of all the rest

01:47:38The man should be put into the lantern

01:47:40How is it else the man in the moon

01:47:42He dares not come there for the candle

01:47:44For you see it is already in snuff

01:47:48I'm a weary of this moon

01:47:50Would he would change

01:47:52It appears by his small light of discretion

01:47:54That he is in the wane

01:47:56But yet in courtesy in all reason

01:47:58He must stay the time

01:48:01Well all that I have to say

01:48:03Is to tell you that the lantern is the moon

01:48:05I the man in the moon

01:48:07This thorn bush my thorn bush

01:48:09And this dog my dog

01:48:11Silence

01:48:13Here comes Thisbe

01:48:15This is old Ninny's tomb

01:48:19Where is my love

01:48:31Oh

01:48:41Well rod lion

01:48:43Well run Thisbe

01:48:45Truly the moon shines with a good grace

01:48:47Well mouse lion

01:48:49And then came Pyramus

01:48:51So the lion vanished

01:48:53Sweet moon

01:48:55I thank thee for thy sunny beans

01:49:01I thank thee moon

01:49:03For shining thou so bright

01:49:05For by thy gracious

01:49:07Golden glittering gleams

01:49:09I trust

01:49:11To take of truest

01:49:13Thisbe's sight

01:49:15But stay

01:49:17Oh spite

01:49:19But mark

01:49:21For night

01:49:23What dreadful dawning

01:49:25Of this

01:49:27Night

01:49:30What dreadful dawning's here

01:49:32Eyes do you see

01:49:34How can it be

01:49:36Old dainty duck

01:49:38Oh dear

01:49:40Her mantle good

01:49:42What stained

01:49:44With blood

01:49:46A brood she furies fell

01:49:48All things come come

01:49:50Cut thread and from

01:49:52Quell crush

01:49:54Conclude and growl

01:49:56This passion

01:49:58And the death of a dear friend

01:50:00Will go near to make a man look sad

01:50:02Beshrew my heart but I pity the man

01:50:04Oh

01:50:06Wherefore

01:50:08Nature did

01:50:10Stow lion's frame

01:50:12Since

01:50:14Lion vile hath here

01:50:16Deflowered

01:50:18My dear

01:50:20Which is no no

01:50:22Which was

01:50:25This dame that lived

01:50:27That loved that liked

01:50:29That looked with cheer

01:50:31Come tears

01:50:33Confound out sword

01:50:37And wound the pap of

01:50:39Paramus

01:50:41Aye that left pap

01:50:43Where heart doth hop

01:50:45Thus die I

01:50:47Thus

01:50:49Thus

01:50:51Thus

01:50:53No

01:50:55Am I dead

01:50:57No

01:50:59Am I fled

01:51:01My soul is in the sky

01:51:03Tongue

01:51:05Lose thy light

01:51:07Moon

01:51:09Take thy flight

01:51:11So

01:51:13Die

01:51:15Die

01:51:17Die

01:51:19Die

01:51:22Die

01:51:26Die

01:51:42With the help of a surgeon you might yet recover

01:51:44And prove a nurse

01:51:48How chance moonshine is gone

01:51:51She will find him by starlight

01:51:53Here she comes

01:51:55And her passion ends the play

01:51:57I hope she will be brief

01:51:59She hath spied him already

01:52:01With those sweet eyes

01:52:03Asleep

01:52:05My love

01:52:07What dead my dove

01:52:09O Plymouth arrives

01:52:11Speak speak

01:52:13What dove

01:52:15Dead dead

01:52:17A tomb must cover thy sweet eyes

01:52:19These lily lips

01:52:21This cherry nose

01:52:23These yellow

01:52:25Cowslip cheeks

01:52:27Are gone

01:52:29Are gone

01:52:31Lovers make moan

01:52:33His eyes were green

01:52:35As leeks

01:52:37Oh sisters please

01:52:39Come come to me

01:52:41With hands as pale as milk

01:52:43Lay them in gore

01:52:45Since you have shore

01:52:48Come trusty sword

01:52:50Come blade my breast in brew

01:53:00And farewell friends thus this be ends

01:53:02Adieu adieu adieu

01:53:10Moonshine and Lion are left to bed of the dead

01:53:12Aye and Wall too

01:53:14No I assure you the Wall is down

01:53:16That parted their fathers

01:53:18Will it please you to see the epilogue

01:53:20Or to hear a Bergamasque dance

01:53:22Between two of our company

01:53:24No epilogue I pray you

01:53:26For your play needs no excuse

01:53:28Never excuse

01:53:30For when the players are all dead

01:53:32There needs none to be blamed

01:53:34If he that britted had played Pyramus

01:53:36And hanged himself in Thisby's garter

01:53:38It would have been a fine tragedy

01:53:40And so it is

01:53:42Truly and very notably discharged

01:53:46But come your Bergamasque

01:53:48Let your epilogue alone

01:53:50Lyra

01:54:21The Iron Tongue of Midnight hath told twelve

01:54:37Lovers to bed

01:54:39It is almost fairy time

01:54:43I fear we shall out sleep the coming morn

01:54:45As much as we this night have over watched

01:54:48This palpable gross play

01:54:50Hath well beguiled the heavy gate of night

01:54:52Sweet friends to bed

01:54:56A fortnight hold we this solemnity

01:54:58In nightly revels and new jollity

01:55:17In nightly revels and new jollity

01:55:48Now the hungry lion roars

01:55:50And the wolf behowls the moon

01:55:52Whilst the heavy ploughman snores

01:55:54All with weary task for done

01:55:56Now the wasted brands do glow

01:55:58Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud

01:56:00Puts the wretch that lies in woe

01:56:02In remembrance of a shroud

01:56:04Now it is the time of night

01:56:06That the graves all gaping wide

01:56:08Every one lets forth his sprite

01:56:10In the church-way path

01:56:12And the church-way path

01:56:14And the church-way path

01:56:16Let in the church-way paths to glide

01:56:18And we fairies that do run

01:56:20By the triple-heckat's team

01:56:22On the presence of the sun

01:56:24Following darkness like a dream

01:56:26Now our frolic

01:56:28Not a mouse shall disturb

01:56:30This hallowed house

01:56:34I am sent with broom before

01:56:36To sweep the dust behind the door

01:56:46Through the house kept glimmering light

01:56:48By the dead and drowsy fire

01:56:50Every elf and fairy's sprite

01:56:52Hop as light as bird from brier

01:56:54And as ditty after me

01:56:56Sing and dance it trippingly

01:56:58First rehearse your song by rote

01:57:00To each word a warbling note

01:57:02Hand in hand with fairy grace

01:57:04Will we sing and bless this place

01:57:08Little man with melody

01:57:12Singing our sweet lullaby

01:57:16Lullaby

01:57:22Good night, good night

01:57:24Good night

01:57:26With lullaby

01:57:30Lullaby

01:57:32Lullaby

01:57:40Now until the break of day

01:57:42Through this house each fairy's stray

01:57:45Bed will we which by us shall blessed be

01:57:47And the issue there create

01:57:49Ever shall be fortunate

01:57:51So shall all the couple's three

01:57:53Ever true in loving be

01:57:55And the blots of nature's hand

01:57:57Shall not in their issue stand

01:57:59Never mole, hair-lip, nor scar

01:58:01Nor mark prodigious such as are

01:58:03Despised in nativity

01:58:05Shall upon their children be

01:58:07With this field you consecrate

01:58:11Every fairy take his gate

01:58:13Let the whole chamber bless

01:58:15Through this palace with sweet peace

01:58:19And the owner of it blessed

01:58:21Ever shall in safety rest

01:58:23Trip away, make no stay

01:58:25Meet me all by break of day

01:58:28If we shadows have offended

01:58:30Think but this, and all is mended

01:58:32That you have but slumbered here

01:58:34Whilst these visions did appear

01:58:36And this weak and idle theme

01:58:38No more yielding but a dream

01:58:40Gentles, do not reprehend

01:58:42If you pardon, we will mend

01:58:44And as I am an honest puck

01:58:46If we have unearned luck

01:58:48Now to scape the serpent's tongue

01:58:50We will make amends

01:58:52If you pardon, we will mend

01:58:54And as I am an honest puck

01:58:57If we have unearned luck

01:58:59Now to scape the serpent's tongue

01:59:01We will make amends

01:59:03Else the puck a liar call

01:59:05So good night unto you all

01:59:07Give me your hands if we be friends

01:59:09And Robin shall restore amends

A Midsummer Night's Dream - Judi Dench - Helen Mirren - Diana Rigg - Ian Holm - 1968 - Restored 4K

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