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On the plains of hesitation lie the blackened bones of countless millions who at the dawn of victory sat down to rest - and in resting died.



      HIPPOLYTA
290   Beshrew my heart, but I pity the man.
      Pyramus
291   O wherefore, Nature, didst thou lions frame?
292   Since lion vile hath here deflower'd my dear:
293   Which is—no, no—which was the fairest dame
294   That lived, that loved, that liked, that look'd with cheer.
295         Come, tears, confound;
296         Out, sword, and wound
297       The pap of Pyramus;
298         Ay, that left pap,
299         Where heart doth hop:
                 [Stabs himself.]
300       Thus die I, thus, thus, thus.
301         Now am I dead,
302         Now am I fled;
303       My soul is in the sky:
304         Tongue, lose thy light;
305         Moon take thy flight:
                 [Exit Moonshine.]
306       Now die, die, die, die, die.
           [Dies.]
      DEMETRIUS
307   No die, but an ace, for him; for he is but one.
      LYSANDER
308   Less than an ace, man; for he is dead; he is
309   nothing.
      THESEUS
310   With the help of a surgeon he might yet recover,
311   and prove an ass.
      HIPPOLYTA
312   How chance Moonshine is gone before Thisby comes
313   back and finds her lover?
      THESEUS
314   She will find him by starlight. Here she comes; and
315   her passion ends the play.
           [Enter THISBY.]
      HIPPOLYTA
316   Methinks she should not use a long one for
317   such a Pyramus: I hope she will be brief.
      DEMETRIUS
318   A mote will turn the balance, which Pyramus,
319   which Thisby, is the better; he for a man, God
320   warrant us; she for a woman, God bless us.
      LYSANDER
321   She hath spied him already with those sweet
322   eyes.
      DEMETRIUS
323   And thus she means, videlicet—
      THISBY
324         Asleep, my love?
325         What, dead, my dove?
326       O Pyramus, arise!
327         Speak, speak. Quite dumb?
328         Dead, dead? A tomb
329       Must cover thy sweet eyes.
330         These My lips,
331         This cherry nose,
332       These yellow cowslip cheeks,
333         Are gone, are gone:
334         Lovers, make moan:
335       His eyes were green as leeks.
336         O Sisters Three,
337         Come, come to me,
338       With hands as pale as milk;
339         Lay them in gore,
340         Since you have shore
341       With shears his thread of silk.
342         Tongue, not a word:
343         Come, trusty sword;
344       Come, blade, my breast imbrue:
           [Stabs herself.]
345         And, farewell, friends;
346         Thus Thisby ends:
347       Adieu, adieu, adieu.
           [Dies.]
      THESEUS
348   Moonshine and Lion are left to bury the
349   dead.
      DEMETRIUS
350   Ay, and Wall too.
      BOTTOM  [Starting up.]
351    No, I assure you; the wall is down that
352   parted their fathers. Will it please you to
353   see the epilogue, or to hear a Bergomask
354   dance between two of our company?
      THESEUS
355   No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs no
356   excuse. Never excuse; for when the players are all
357   dead, there needs none to be blamed. Marry, if he
358   that writ it had played Pyramus and hanged himself
359   in Thisby's garter, it would have been a fine
360   tragedy: and so it is, truly; and very notably
361   discharged. But come, your Bergomask: let your
362   epilogue alone.
           [A dance.]
363   The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve:
364   Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
365   I fear we shall out-sleep the coming morn
366   As much as we this night have overwatch'd.
367   This palpable-gross play hath well beguiled
368   The heavy gait of night. Sweet friends, to bed.
369   A fortnight hold we this solemnity,
370   In nightly revels and new jollity.
           Exeunt.