A Midsummer Night's Dream

LYSANDER And so the lion vanished.

Enter Pyramus

PYRAMUS [BOTTOM] Sweet Moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams, I thank thee, Moon, for shining now so bright,

For by thy gracious, golden, glittering gleams,

I trust to taste of truest Thisbe sight.

But stay, O spite!

But mark, poor knight,

What dreadful dole274 is here?

Eyes, do you see?

How can it be?

O dainty duck! O dear!

Thy mantle good,

What, stained with blood!

Approach, you Furies fell280!

O Fates281, come, come, Cut thread and thrum282, Quail, crush, conclude, and quell283!

THESEUS This passion, and the death of a dear friend284, would go near to285 make a man look sad.

HIPPOLYTA Beshrew286 my heart, but I pity the man.

PYRAMUS [BOTTOM] O wherefore, Nature, didst thou lions frame287?

Since lion vile hath here deflowered288 my dear: Which is -- no, no -- which was the fairest dame

That lived, that loved, that liked, that looked with cheer290.

Come, tears, confound:

Out, sword, and wound

The pap293 of Pyramus, Ay, that left pap,

Where heart doth hop:

Thus die I, thus, thus, thus.

Stabs himself

Now am I dead,

Now am I fled,

My soul is in the sky.

Tongue300, lose thy light,