Snout.
You can never bring in a wall. What say you, Bottom?
Bottom.
Some man or other must present Wall; and let him have some plaster, or some loam, or some rough-cast about him, to signify wall; and let him. hold his fingers thus, and through that cranny shall Pyramus and Thisby whisper.
Quince.
If that may be, then all is well. Come, sit down, every mother’s son, and rehearse your parts. Pyramus, you begin: when you have spoken your speech, enter into that brake: and so every one according to his cue.
Enter Puck behind.
Puck.
What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here,
So near the cradle of the fairy queen?
What, a play toward! I’ll be an auditor;
An actor too perhaps, if I see cause.
Quince.
Speak, Pyramus. Thisby, stand forth.
Bottom.
Thisby, the flowers of odious savours sweet,—
