Midsummer Night'
A Midsummer Night's Dream（#2242）
作者：Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616
体例：题 章数：106
字数：77,320 来源：Project Gutenberg
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- 篇幅分布
- 平均每题 729 字。
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cache/epub/2242/pg2242.txt（Project Gutenberg）
章节目录
共 106 题- Bar. Long liue the King
- David Reed
- A Midsommer Nights Dreame
- Ege. Happy be Theseus, our renowned Duke
- Her. So is Lysander
- Her. I would my father look'd but with my eyes
- The. Rather your eies must with his iudgment looke
- Her. O crosse! too high to be enthral'd to loue
- Lys. Or else misgraffed, in respect of yeares
- Her. O spight! too old to be ingag'd to yong
- Lys. Or else it stood vpon the choise of merit
- Her. O hell! to choose loue by anothers eie
- Her. I frowne vpon him, yet he loues me still
- Her. I giue him curses, yet he giues me loue
- Hel. O that my prayers could such affection mooue
- Her. The more I hate, the more he followes me
- Hel. The more I loue, the more he hateth me
- Her. His folly Helena is none of mine
- Quince. You Nicke Bottome are set downe for Pyramus
- Quin. Francis Flute the Bellowes-mender
- Flu. Heere Peter Quince
- Quin. You must take Thisbie on you
- Bot. Well, proceed
- Qu. Robin Starueling the Taylor
- Star. Heere Peter Quince
- Snowt. Heere Peter Quince
- All. That would hang vs euery mothers sonne
- Quin. At the Dukes oake we meete
- Ob. Giue me that boy, and I will goe with thee
- Exeunt
- Puc. I remember
- Pucke. Ile put a girdle about the earth, in forty minutes
- Hel. And I am sicke when I looke not on you
- Puck. I there it is
- Hel. Stay, though thou kill me, sweete Demetrius
- De. I charge thee hence, and do not haunt me thus
- Hel. O wilt thou darkling leaue me? do not so
- Quin. Yes, it doth shine that night
- Quin. Speake Piramus: Thisby stand forth
- Pir. Thisby, the flowers of odious sauors sweete
- Quin. Odours, odours
- Puck. A stranger Piramus, then ere plaid here
- Tyta. Thou art as wise, as thou art beautifull
- 1.Fai. Haile mortall, haile
- 2.Fai. Haile
- 3.Fai. Haile
- Cob. Cobweb
- Peas. Pease-blossome
- Ob. Stand close, this is the same Athenian
- Rob. This is the woman, but not this the man
- Her. I pray thee tell me then that he is well
- Lys. I had no iudgement, when to her I swore
- Hel. Nor none in my minde, now you giue her ore
- Hel. Neuer did mockers wast more idle breth
- Lys. It is not so
- Her. I vnderstand not what you meane by this
- Dem. If she cannot entreate, I can compell
- Dem. I say, I loue thee more then he can do
- Lys. If thou say so, withdraw and proue it too
- Dem. Quick, come
- Lys. Demetrius: I will keepe my word with thee
- Her. Lower? harke againe
- Lys. Be not afraid, she shall not harme thee Helena
- Dem. No sir, she shall not, though you take her part
- Thus to make poore females mad
- Cob. Ready
- Tita. Or say sweete Loue, what thou desirest to eat
- Ob. There lies your loue
- Hel. And Hippolita
- Lys. And he bid vs follow to the Temple
- Qu. Let vs heare, sweet Bottome
- Hip. 'Tis strange my Theseus, y these louers speake of
- Ege. Heere mighty Theseus
- The. And we will heare it
- Thes. Why gentle sweet, you shall see no such thing
- Hip. He saies, they can doe nothing in this kinde
- Egeus. So please your Grace, the Prologue is addrest
- Thes. This fellow doth not stand vpon points
- Thes. I wonder if the Lion be to speake
- Pat as I told you; yonder she comes
- 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
- Dut. This is the silliest stuffe that ere I heard
- Dut. It must be your imagination then, & not theirs
- Du. A verie gentle beast, and of good conscience
- Dem. The verie best at a beast, my Lord, y ere I saw
- Lis. This Lion is a verie Fox for his valor
- Du. True, and a Goose for his discretion
- Moone. This Lanthorne doth the horned Moone present
- De. He should haue worne the hornes on his head
- Lys. Proceed Moone
- Dem. Well roar'd Lion
- Du. Well run Thisby
- Du. Wel mouz'd Lion
- Dem. And then came Piramus
- Dut. Beshrew my heart, but I pittie the man
- Dem. No Die, but an ace for him; for he is but one
- Lis. Lesse then an ace man. For he is dead, he is nothing
- Lys. She hath spyed him already, with those sweete eyes
- Dem. And thus she meanes, videlicit
- Duk. Moone-shine & Lion are left to burie the dead
- Deme. I, and Wall too
- FINIS.