[Reads] The thrice three Muses mourning for the death
Of Learning, late deceased in beggary.
That is some satire, keen and critical,
055 Not sorting with a nuptial ceremony.
[Reads] A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus
And his love Thisbe; very tragical mirth.
[058] Merry and tragical! tedious and brief!
[059] That is, hot ice and wondrous strange snow.
060 How shall we find the concord of this discord?
[061] Phil. A play there is, my lord, some ten words long,