William Merritt Chase Peonies painting
Henri Fantin-Latour Flowers in a Bowl painting
When my cue comes, call me, and I willanswer: my next is, 'Most fair Pyramus.' Heigh-ho!Peter Quince! Flute, the bellows-mender! Snout,the tinker! Starveling! God's my life, stolenhence, and left me asleep! I have had a most rarevision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man tosay what dream it was: man is but an ass, if he goabout to expound this dream. Methought I was -- thereis no man can tell what. Methought I was, -- andmethought I had, -- but man is but a patched fool, ifhe will offer to say what methought I had. The eyeof man hath not heard, the ear of man hath notseen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongueto conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dreamwas. I will get Peter Quince to write a ballad ofthis dream: it shall be called Bottom's Dream,because it hath no bottom; and I will sing it in thelatter end of a play, before the duke:peradventure, to make it the more gracious, I shallsing it at her death.
[Exit]HELENA
And Hippolyta.
LYSANDER
And he did bid us follow to the temple.
DEMETRIUS
Why, then, we are awake: let's follow himAnd by the way let us recount our dreams.
[Exeunt]
BOTTOM
[Awaking]
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