Curst be thy stones for thus deceiuing mee Thes. The wall me-thinkes being sensible, should curse againe Pir. No in truth sir, he should not. Deceiuing me, Is Thisbies cue; she is to enter, and I am to spy Her through the wall. You shall see it will fall. Enter Thisbie. Pat as I told you; yonder she comes This. O wall, full often hast thou heard my mones, For parting my faire Piramus, and me My cherry lips haue often kist thy stones; Thy stones with Lime and Haire knit vp in thee Pyra. I see a voyce; now will I to the chinke, To spy and I can heare my Thisbies face. Thisbie? This. My Loue thou art, my Loue I thinke Pir. Thinke what thou wilt, I am thy Louers grace, And like Limander am I trusty still This. And like Helen till the Fates me kill Pir. Not Shafalus to Procrus was so true This. As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you Pir. O kisse me through the hole of this vile wall This. I kisse the wals hole, not your lips at all Pir. Wilt thou at Ninnies tombe meete me straight way? This. Tide life, tide death, I come without delay Wall. Thus haue I Wall, my part discharged so; And being done, thus Wall away doth go. Exit Clow. Du. Now is the morall downe between the two Neighbours Dem. No remedie my Lord, when Wals are so wilfull, to heare without warning Dut. This is the silliest stuffe that ere I heard Du. The best in this kind are but shadowes, and the