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THESEUS His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry his valour; for the goose carries not the fox. It is well. Leave it to his discretion, and let us listen to the Moon. MOONSHINE This lanthorn doth the horned moon presentDEMETRIUS He should have worn the horns on his head. THESEUS He is no crescent, and his horns are invisible within the circumference. MOONSHINE This lanthorn doth the horned moon present; Myself the Man i’ th’ Moon do seem to be. THESEUS This is the greatest error of all the rest; the man should be put into the lantern. How is it else the man i’ th’ moon? DEMETRIUS He dares not come there for the candle; for, you see, it is already in snuff. HIPPOLYTA I am aweary of this moon. Would he would change! THESEUS It appears, by his small light of discretion, that he is in the wane; but yet, in courtesy, in all reason, we must stay the time. LYSANDER Proceed, Moon. MOON All that I have to say is to tell you that the lanthorn is the moon; I, the Man i’ th’ Moon; this thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this dog, my dog. DEMETRIUS Why, all these should be in the lantern; for all these are in the moon. But silence; here comes Thisby. Re-enter THISBY THISBY This is old Ninny’s tomb. Where is my love? LION [Roaring] O- [THISBY runs off] DEMETRIUS Well roar’d, Lion. THESEUS Well run, Thisby. HIPPOLYTA Well shone, Moon. Truly, the moon shines with a good grace [The LION tears THISBY’S Mantle, and exit] THESEUS Well mous’d, Lion. Re-enter PYRAMUS DEMETRIUS And then came Pyramus. LYSANDER And so the lion vanish’d. PYRAMUS 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 take of truest Thisby sight. But stay, O spite! But mark, poor knight, What dreadful dole is here! |
