Bot. That will aske some teares in the true performing of it: if I do it, let the audience looke to their eies: I will mooue stormes; I will condole in some measure. To the rest yet, my chiefe humour is for a tyrant. I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to teare a Cat in, to make all split the raging Rocks; and shiuering shocks shall break the locks of prison gates, and Phibbus carre shall shine from farre, and make and marre the foolish Fates. This was lofty. Now name the rest of the Players. This is Ercles vaine, a tyrants vaine: a louer is more condoling Quin. Francis Flute the Bellowes-mender Flu. Heere Peter Quince Quin. You must take Thisbie on you Flut. What is Thisbie, a wandring Knight? Quin. It is the Lady that Pyramus must loue Flut. Nay faith, let not mee play a woman, I haue a beard comming Qui. That's all one, you shall play it in a Maske, and you may speake as small as you will Bot. And I may hide my face, let me play Thisbie too: Ile speake in a monstrous little voyce; Thisne, Thisne, ah Pyramus my louer deare, thy Thisbie deare, and Lady deare Quin. No no, you must play Pyramus, and Flute, you Thisby Bot. Well, proceed Qu. Robin Starueling the Taylor Star. Heere Peter Quince Quince. Robin Starueling, you must play Thisbies mother? Tom Snowt, the Tinker Snowt. Heere Peter Quince Quin. you, Pyramus father; my self, Thisbies father; Snugge the Ioyner, you the Lyons part: and I hope there is a play fitted Snug. Haue you the Lions part written? pray you if be, giue it me, for I am slow of studie Quin. You may doe it extemporie, for it is nothing but roaring Bot. Let mee play the Lyon too, I will roare that I will doe any mans heart good to heare me. I will roare, that I will make the Duke say, Let him roare againe, let him roare againe Quin. If you should do it too terribly, you would fright the Dutchesse and the Ladies, that they would shrike, and that were enough to hang us all All. That would hang vs euery mothers sonne Bottome. I graunt you friends, if that you should fright the Ladies out of their Wittes, they would haue no more discretion but to hang vs: but I will aggrauate my voyce so, that I will roare you as gently as any sucking Doue; I will roare and 'twere any Nightingale Quin. You can play no part but Piramus, for Piramus is a sweet-fac'd man, a proper man as one shall see in a summers day; a most louely Gentleman-like man, therfore you must needs play Piramus Bot. Well, I will vndertake it. What beard were I best to play it in? Quin. Why, what you will Bot. I will discharge it, in either your straw-colour beard, your orange tawnie beard, your purple in graine beard, or your French-crowne colour'd beard, your perfect yellow