[011] Quin. Yea, and the best person too; and he is a very paramour for a sweet voice.
[013] Flu. You must say ‘paragon’: a paramour is, God [014] bless us, a thing of naught.
Enter Snug.
015 Snug. Masters, the Duke is coming from the temple, and there is two or three lords and ladies more married: if our sport had gone forward, we had all been made men.
Flu. O sweet bully Bottom! Thus hath he lost sixpence [019] a day during his life; he could not have scaped sixpence 020 a day: an the Duke had not given him sixpence a day for playing Pyramus, I’ll be hanged; he would have deserved it: sixpence a day in Pyramus, or nothing.
Enter Bottom.
Bot. Where are these lads? where are these hearts?
Quin. Bottom! O most courageous day! O most 025 happy hour!
Bot. Masters, I am to discourse wonders: but ask me [027] not what; for if I tell you, I am no true Athenian. I will [028] tell you every thing, right as it fell out.
Quin. Let us hear, sweet Bottom.