Moon. This lanthorn doth the horned moon present;
[238] Myself the man i’ the moon do seem to be.
The. This is the greatest error of all the rest: the man 240 should be put into the lantern. How is it else the man i’ the moon?
Dem. He dares not come there for the candle; for, you see, it is already in snuff.
[244] Hip. I am aweary of this moon: would he would 245 change!
[246] The. It appears, by his small light of discretion, that he is in the wane; but yet, in courtesy, in all reason, we must stay the time.
Lys. Proceed, Moon.
250 Moon. All that I have to say, is, to tell you that the lanthorn is the moon; I, the man in the moon; this thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this dog, my dog.
[253] Dem. Why, all these should be in the lantern; for all these are in the moon. But, silence! here comes Thisbe.