A Midsummer Night's Dream

Moon take thy flight,

[Exit Moonshine]

Now die, die, die, die, die.

Dies

DEMETRIUS No die, but an ace303 for him; for he is but one.

LYSANDER Less than an ace, man: for he is dead, he is nothing.

THESEUS With the help of a surgeon he might yet recover, and prove an ass307.

HIPPOLYTA How chance Moonshine is gone before Thisbe comes back and finds her lover?

Enter Thisbe

THESEUS She will find him by starlight. Here she comes, and her passion311 ends the play.

HIPPOLYTA Methinks she should not use a long one312 for such a Pyramus: I hope she will be brief.

DEMETRIUS A mote314 will turn the balance, which Pyramus, which Thisbe, is the better.

LYSANDER She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes.

DEMETRIUS And thus she means, videlicet318--

THISBE [FLUTE] Asleep, my love?

What, dead, my dove?

O Pyramus, arise!

Speak, speak. Quite dumb?

Dead, dead? A tomb

Must cover thy sweet eyes.

These lily lips,

This cherry nose,

These yellow cowslip cheeks,

Are gone, are gone!

Lovers, make moan:

His eyes were green as leeks.

O Sisters Three331, Come, come to me,

With hands as pale as milk.

Lay them in gore,

Since you have shore335