1    Is all our company here?

2    You were best to call them generally, man by man,
3    according to the scrip.

4    Here is the scroll of every man's name, which is
5    thought fit, through all Athens, to play in our
6    interlude before the duke and the duchess, on his
7    wedding-day at night.

8    First, good Peter Quince, say what the play treats
9    on, then read the names of the actors, and so grow
10   to a point.

11   Marry, our play is, The most lamentable comedy, and
12   most cruel death of Pyramus and Thisby.

13   A very good piece of work, I assure you, and a
14   merry. Now, good Peter Quince, call forth your
15   actors by the scroll. Masters, spread yourselves.

16   Answer as I call you. Nick Bottom, the weaver.

17   Ready. Name what part I am for, and proceed.

18   You, Nick Bottom, are set down for Pyramus.

19   What is Pyramus? a lover, or a tyrant?

20   A lover, that kills himself most gallant for love.

21   That will ask some tears in the true performing of
22   it: if I do it, let the audience look to their
23   eyes; I will move storms, I will condole in some
24   measure. To the rest: yet my chief humour is for a
25   tyrant: I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to
26   tear a cat in, to make all split.
27   The raging rocks
28   And shivering shocks
29   Shall break the locks
30   Of prison gates;
31   And Phibbus' car
32   Shall shine from far
33   And make and mar
34   The foolish Fates.
35   This was lofty! Now name the rest of the players.
36   This is Ercles' vein, a tyrant's vein; a lover is
37   more condoling.

38   Francis Flute, the bellows-mender.

39   Here, Peter Quince.

40   Flute, you must take Thisby on you.

41   What is Thisby? a wandering knight?

42   It is the lady that Pyramus must love.

43   Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I have a beard coming.

44   That's all one: you shall play it in a mask, and
45   you may speak as small as you will.

46   An I may hide my face, let me play Thisby too, I'll
47   speak in a monstrous little voice. 'Thisne,
48   Thisne;' 'Ah, Pyramus, lover dear! thy Thisby dear,
49   and lady dear!'

50   No, no; you must play Pyramus: and, Flute, you Thisby.

51   Well, proceed.

52   Robin Starveling, the tailor.

53   Here, Peter Quince.

54   Robin Starveling, you must play Thisby's mother.
55   Tom Snout, the tinker.

56   Here, Peter Quince.

57   You, Pyramus' father: myself, Thisby's father:
58   Snug, the joiner; you, the lion's part: and, I
59   hope, here is a play fitted.

60   Have you the lion's part written? pray you, if it
61   be, give it me, for I am slow of study.

62   You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring.

63   Let me play the lion too: I will roar, that I will
64   do any man's heart good to hear me; I will roar,
65   that I will make the duke say 'Let him roar again,
66   let him roar again.'

67   An you should do it too terribly, you would fright
68   the duchess and the ladies, that they would shriek;
69   and that were enough to hang us all.

70   That would hang us, every mother's son.

71   I grant you, friends, if that you should fright the
72   ladies out of their wits, they would have no more
73   discretion but to hang us: but I will aggravate my
74   voice so that I will roar you as gently as any
75   sucking dove; I will roar you an 'twere any
76   nightingale.

77   You can play no part but Pyramus; for Pyramus is a
78   sweet-faced man; a proper man, as one shall see in a
79   summer's day; a most lovely gentleman-like man:
80   therefore you must needs play Pyramus.

81   Well, I will undertake it. What beard were I best
82   to play it in?

83   Why, what you will.

84   I will discharge it in either your straw-colour
85   beard, your orange-tawny beard, your purple-in-grain
86   beard, or your French-crown-colour beard, your
87   perfect yellow.

88   Some of your French crowns have no hair at all, and
89   then you will play bare-faced. But, masters, here
90   are your parts: and I am to entreat you, request
91   you and desire you, to con them by to-morrow night;
92   and meet me in the palace wood, a mile without the
93   town, by moonlight; there will we rehearse, for if
94   we meet in the city, we shall be dogged with
95   company, and our devices known. In the meantime I
96   will draw a bill of properties, such as our play
97   wants. I pray you, fail me not.

98   We will meet; and there we may rehearse most
99   obscenely and courageously. Take pains; be perfect: adieu.

100  At the duke's oak we meet.

101  Enough; hold or cut bow-strings.