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Speak, Pyramus; Thisbe, stand forth.
BOT T OM
Thisbe, the flowers of odious savours sweet- [75]
QUINCE
‘Odorous’! ‘odorous’!
BOT T OM
Odorous savours sweet;
So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisbe dear.
But hark, a voice! Stay thou but here awhile,
And by and by I will to thee appear.
Exit.
PUCK
A stranger Pyramus than e’er played here! [80]
(Exit.)
FLUT E
Must I speak now?
QUINCE
Ay, marry, must you; for you must understand he goes but to see a noise
that he heard, and is to come again.
FLUT E
Most radiant Pyramus, most lily-white of hue, [85]
Of colour like the red rose on triumphant briar,
Most brisky juvenal, and eke most lovely Jew,
As true as truest horse that yet would never tire;
I’ll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny’s tomb.
QUINCE
‘Ninus’ tomb’, man! Why, you must not speak [90] that yet; that you
answer to Pyramus. You speak all your part at once, cues and all. Pyramus,
enter! Your cue is past; it is ‘never tire’.
FLUT E
O - As true as truest horse that yet would never tire.
