[Exit an Attendant.] Shout within. Wind horns. The lovers all start up. THESEUS Good morrow, friends. Saint Valentine is past. Begin these wood-birds but to couple now? LYSANDER Pardon, my lord. [The lovers kneel.] THESEUS I pray you all, stand up. I know you two are rival enemies. How comes this gentle concord in the world, That hatred is so far from jealousy To sleep by hate, […]
Continue ReadingTheseus: what’s been going on here then? let’s wake them and find out! (4.1.127-137) #MoonMad #SlowShakespeare
EGEUS My lord, this my daughter here asleep, And this Lysander, this Demetrius is, This Helena, old Nedar’s Helena. I wonder of their being here together. THESEUS No doubt they rose up early, to observe The rite of May; and hearing our intent, Came here in grace of our solemnity. But speak, Egeus, is not this the day That Hermia should give answer of her […]
Continue ReadingTheseus: I have the BEST dogs, wait til you see them! so WOBBLY, so MUSICAL! (4.1.118-126) #MoonMad #SlowShakespeare
THESEUS My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind: So flewed, so sanded, and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew; Crook-kneed, and dewlapped like Thessalian bulls, Slow in pursuit, but matched in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tunable Was never holloed to nor cheered with horn In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly. Judge when you hear. But soft: what nymphs are these? […]
Continue ReadingHippolyta: I like big noisy hunting dogs, like Hercules has (4.1.111-117) #MoonMad #SlowShakespeare
HIPPOLYTA I was with Hercules and Cadmus once When in a wood of Crete they bayed the bear With hounds of Sparta. Never did I hear Such gallant chiding; for besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seemed all one mutual cry. I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder. (4.1.111-117) This is SUCH a power move from Hippolyta: I was with Hercules and […]
Continue ReadingTheseus & Hippolyta, out HUNTING! (4.1.102-110) #MoonMad #SlowShakespeare
Wind horns. Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, EGEUS and [the Duke’s] train. THESEUS Go one of you, find out the forester; For now our observation is performed, And since we have the vaward of the day, My love shall hear the music of my hounds. Uncouple in the western valley, let them go. Dispatch, I say, and find the forester. [Exit an Attendant.] We will, fair queen, up […]
Continue ReadingPuck: time to go! Oberon: let’s GO! Titania: and you’ll explain?? (4.1.92-101) #MoonMad #SlowShakespeare
PUCK Fairy king, attend and mark: I do hear the morning lark. OBERON Then, my queen, in silence sad, Trip we after night’s shade. We the globe can compass soon, Swifter than the wandering moon. TITANIA Come, my lord, and in our flight, Tell me how it came this night That I sleeping here was found With these mortals on the […]
Continue ReadingOberon to Titania: LET’S DANCE! (4.1.79-91) #MoonMad #SlowShakespeare
OBERON Silence a while. Robin, take off this head. Titania, music call, and strike more dead Than common sleep of all these five the sense. TITANIA Music, ho, music, such as charmeth sleep. (Music still.) PUCK [to Bottom] Now, when thou wak’st, with thine own fool’s eyes peep. OBERON Sound music. Come, my queen, take hands with me, And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be. [They dance.] […]
Continue ReadingOberon: time to wake up! Titania: I’ve been having the WEIRDEST dream babe (4.1.70-78) #MoonMad #SlowShakespeare
OBERON Be as thou wast wont to be. See as thou wast wont to see. Dian’s bud o’er Cupid’s flower Hath such force and blessed power. Now, my Titania, wake you, my sweet queen. TITANIA [Wakes.] My Oberon, what visions have I seen! Methought I was enamoured of an ass. OBERON There lies your love. TITANIA How came these things to pass? O, […]
Continue ReadingOberon to Puck: take his ears off now, yes, DO IT, that’s an order (4.1.63-69) #MoonMad #SlowShakespeare
OBERON And gentle puck, take this transformed scalp From off the head of this Athenian swain, That he, awaking when the other do, May all to Athens back again repair, And think no more of this night’s accidents But as the fierce vexation of a dream. But first I will release the Fairy Queen. (4.1.63-69) And gentle puck, take this transformed scalp from off the […]
Continue ReadingOberon: so I got the changeling boy back, I guess I can disenchant Titania (4.1.56-62) #MoonMad #SlowShakespeare
OBERON When I had at my pleasure taunted her, And she, in mild terms, begged my patience, I then did ask of her her changeling child, Which straight she gave me, and her fairy sent To bear him to my bower in fairy land. And now I have the boy, I will undo This hateful imperfection of her […]
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