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Bottom's speech after waking up is, IMO one of the silliest and most touching things Shakespeare ever wrote.
"The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was."
Leaving the tail on at the end was my little addition. When I played Bottom I wanted to leave it on, but settled for pulling a flower out of my shirt.
"The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was."
Leaving the tail on at the end was my little addition. When I played Bottom I wanted to leave it on, but settled for pulling a flower out of my shirt.
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Very, Very Well done.
Some of my favorite lines from the play happen right after the second image in your series ... They may be read at this link http://bartelby.com/70/1831.html
In addition, I will quote them here
Bottom.
I see their knavery: this is to make an ass of me; to fright me, if they could. 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.
The ousel-cock, so black of hue,
With orange-tawny bill,
The throstle with his note so true,
The wren with little quill.
Titania. [Awaking.]
What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?
Bot.
The finch, the sparrow, and the lark,
The plain-song cuckoo gray,
Whose note full many a man doth mark,
And dares not answer, nay;
for indeed, who would set his wit to so foolish a bird? who would give a bird the lie, though he cry ‘cuckoo’ never so?
Titania.
I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again:
Mine ear is much enamour’d of thy note;
So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape;
And thy fair virtue’s force, perforce, doth move me,
On the first view, to say, to swear, I love thee.
Bottom.
Methinks, mistress, you should have little reason for that: and yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days. The more the pity, that some honest neighbours will not make them friends. Nay, I can gleek upon occasion.
Titania.
Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful.
Bottom.
Not so, neither; but if I had wit enough to get out of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn.
The line, "On the first view, to say, to swear, I love thee."
... and the response, "Methinks, mistress, you should have little reason for that: and yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days. The more the pity, that some honest neighbours will not make them friends."
Hilarious! Brilliant! ... Still true today.
Some of my favorite lines from the play happen right after the second image in your series ... They may be read at this link http://bartelby.com/70/1831.html
In addition, I will quote them here
Bottom.
I see their knavery: this is to make an ass of me; to fright me, if they could. 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.
The ousel-cock, so black of hue,
With orange-tawny bill,
The throstle with his note so true,
The wren with little quill.
Titania. [Awaking.]
What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?
Bot.
The finch, the sparrow, and the lark,
The plain-song cuckoo gray,
Whose note full many a man doth mark,
And dares not answer, nay;
for indeed, who would set his wit to so foolish a bird? who would give a bird the lie, though he cry ‘cuckoo’ never so?
Titania.
I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again:
Mine ear is much enamour’d of thy note;
So is mine eye enthralled to thy shape;
And thy fair virtue’s force, perforce, doth move me,
On the first view, to say, to swear, I love thee.
Bottom.
Methinks, mistress, you should have little reason for that: and yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days. The more the pity, that some honest neighbours will not make them friends. Nay, I can gleek upon occasion.
Titania.
Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful.
Bottom.
Not so, neither; but if I had wit enough to get out of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn.
The line, "On the first view, to say, to swear, I love thee."
... and the response, "Methinks, mistress, you should have little reason for that: and yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days. The more the pity, that some honest neighbours will not make them friends."
Hilarious! Brilliant! ... Still true today.
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