Act One Scene 2 Flashcards
Is all our company here?
You were best to call them generally, man by man, according to the script.
…to play our interlude before the duke and duchess on his wedding-day at night -Quince
First, good Peter Quince, say what the play treats on; then read the names of the actors, and so grow to a point
…and the most cruel death of Pyramus and Thisby -Quince
A very good price of work, I assure you, and a merry. Now, good Peter Quince, call forth your actors by the script. Master, spread yourselves.
Answer as I call you. Nick Bottom -Quince
Ready. Name what part I am for and proceed.
You, nick bottom, are set down for Pyramus-Quince
What is Pyramus? A lover or a tyrant
A lover, that kills himself most gallantly for love -Quince
That will ask some tears in the true performance of it: if I do it, let the audience look to their eyes; I will move storms, I will condole in some measure. to the rest yet my chief humour is for a tyrant: I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to tear a cat in, to make all split
That will ask some tears in the true performance of it: if I do it, let the audience look to their eyes; I will move storms, I will condole in some measure. to the rest yet my chief humour is for a tyrant: I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to tear a cat in, to make all split
The raging rocks
And shivering shocks
Shall break the locks
Of prison-gates
And Phibbus’ car
Shall shine from far,
And make and mar
The foolish Fates
The raging rocks
And shivering shocks
Shall break the locks
Of prison-gates
And Phibbus’ car
Shall shine from far,
And make and mar
The foolish Fates
This was lofty! Now name the rest of the players. This is Ercles’ vein, a tyrants vein; a lover is more condoling.
…and you may speak as small as you will -Quince
An I may hide my face, let me play thisby too, I’ll speak in a monstrous little voice, ‘Thisne, Thisne,’ ‘Ah, Pyramus, my lover dear! Thy Thisby dear and lady dear!’
…And Flute, you Thisby. -Quince
Well, proceed
You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring. -Quince
Let me play the lion too: I will roar, that I will do any man’s heart good to hear me; I will roar, that I will make the duke say, ‘Let him roar again, let him roar again.’
That would hang us, every mothers son -Everyone
I grant you , friends, if you should fright the ladies of their wits, they will have no more discretion but to hang us: but I will aggravate my voice so, that I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you an ‘twere any nightingale
…therefore, you must needs play Pyramus. -Quince
Well, I will undertake it
I pray you, fail me not -Quince
We will meet; and there we may rehearse more obscenely and courageously. Take pains; or perfect: adieu
At the dukes oak we meet -Quince
Enough; hold or cut bow strings