At this point wakes up and sees Bottom, with his asses head, and falls in love with him. For if thou dost intend Never so little show of love to her, Thou shalt aby it. And wherefore doth Lysander Deny your love, so rich within his soul, And tender me, forsooth, affection, But by your setting on, by your consent? Lord, what fools these mortals be! Such speculation is based on guesses as to whether the participants in the wedding resemble someone's idea of what Theseus and Hippolyta were like, or attempts to match the weather in the play to the extent that we know anything about it to the weather at the date of someone's wedding. Oberon is furious about the mess that Robin has created and orders him to separate Demetrius and Lysander. Through Athens I am thought as fair as she. How now, what is 'up' now? Helena tries to soothe Hermia while the guys hold Hermia back to keep her from gouging out Helena's eyes.
Now follow, if thou darest, to try whose right, Of thine or mine, is most in Helena. Write me a prologue, and let the prologue seem to say we will do no harm with our swords, and that Pyramus is not killed indeed. Although I hate her, I'll not harm her so. First, Pyramus must draw a sword to kill himself; which the ladies cannot abide. Bottom takes these events in stride, having no notion that his head has been replaced with that of an ass. Ninus: mythical founder of Nineveh; his wife, Semiramis. Thou shalt buy this dear, If ever I thy face by daylight see: Now, go thy way.
And wherefore doth Lysander Deny your love so rich within his soul And tender me, forsooth, affection, 235 But by your setting on, by your consent? Would he have stolen away From sleeping Hermia? Nick Bottom, afraid the lion will frighten the ladies, get them to write a prologue in which the lion is explicitly revealed as only being an actor. Robin, in Demetrius's voice, challenges Lysander to find more steady ground on which to fight. We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices and minds, Had been incorporate. When thou wakest, Thou takest True delight In the sight Of thy former lady's eye: And the country proverb known, That every man should take his own, In your waking shall be shown: 460 Jack shall have Jill; Nought shall go ill; The man shall have his mare again, and all shall be well. Let me come to her. Lysander asks what he has to do to prove he no longer loves Hermia, kill her? Oberon wants to fix the situation, so he asks Puck to go find the woman, Helena, whom this man is supposed to love. But we are spirits of another sort: I with the morning's love have oft made sport, And, like a forester, the groves may tread, Even till the eastern gate, all fiery-red, Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams, Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams.
Since they will be performing in front of a large group of nobles and since they have an exaggerated sense of the delicacy of noble ladies , Bottom declares that certain elements of the play must be changed. When they next wake, all this derision 370 Shall seem a dream and fruitless vision, And back to Athens shall the lovers wend, With league whose date till death shall never end. Come one more, let one more come. I was never curst; 310 I have no gift at all in shrewishness; I am a right maid for my cowardice; Let her not strike me. In the woods there is a fairy king Oberon an … d a fairy queen Titania. But I will not stir from this place, do what they can: I will walk up and down here, and I will sing, that they shall hear I am not afraid.
Be not afraid; she shall not harm thee, Helena. Look where thy love comes; yonder is thy dear. Bottom suggests they write it in the style of eight and eight. It is not friendly, 'tis not maidenly: Our sex, as well as I, may chide you for it, Though I alone do feel the injury. Oberon, King of Fairies 2. Come, my Hippolyta: what cheer, my love? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices and minds, Had been incorporate.
When they him spy, 20 As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye, Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort, Rising and cawing at the gun's report, Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky, So, at his sight, away his fellows fly; 25 And at our stamp here, o'er and o'er one falls; He murder cries, and help from Athens calls. What, will you tear Impatient answers from my gentle tongue? Demetrius thinks Lysander should lay off trying to protect Helena because she doesn't like him. This view as opposed to the idea that it was written for performance at the public theatre was very fashionable at one point, then went out of fashion. See me no more, whether he be dead or no. I see you all are bent To set against me for your merriment.
And so far blameless proves my enterprise, 350 That I have 'nointed an Athenian's eyes; And so far am I glad it so did sort As this their jangling I esteem a sport. Abate thy hours, shorten your duration: Shine comforts, let comforts shine; the imperative used optatively. This sport, well carried, shall be chronicled. Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion. Come, recreant, come, thou child; I'll whip thee with a rod. The play opens with him talking about how eager he is to marry Hippolyta, his betrothed, and he hears Egeus's complaint about his daughter, Hermia, who refuses to marry Demetrius, who Egeus has picked out for her. Demetrius decides he has grown tired, so he goes to sleep.
So seems out of place here, it not being correlative to anything; possibly it is a mistake for since, the so- of sorrow being caught by the transcriber's eye. Then, there is another thing: we must have a wall in the great chamber; for Pyramus and Thisby says the story, did talk through the chink of a wall. But hast thou yet latch'd the Athenian's eyes With the love-juice, as I did bid thee do? Helena believes that Lysander is only mocking her with his words of love, and tells him that his phrases have no substance. Once she's given up the boy, he'll release Titania from her enchanted love of Bottom, and the entire mess will be fixed. Shine, comforts, from the east, That I may back to Athens by daylight From these that my poor company detest.