I pray you, how many hath he killed and eaten in these wars? But how many hath he killed? For indeed, I promised to eat all of his killing.'
Nyc.'Keep this man safe;
Give him all kindness. I had rather have
Such men my friends than enemies.''
Fine.''Bottom. What is Pyramus? A lover or a tyrant?
Quince. A lover that kills himself, most gallant, for love.
Bottom. That will ask some tears in the true performing of it. If I do it, let the audience look to their eyes.''
Nyc.''I as free forgive you
As I would be forgiven: I forgive all.''
Nice sharing.My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks,
And in some perfumes there is more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go:
My mistress when she walks treads on the ground.
And yet by heaven I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.''
Fine.'That's a valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip
of a lion.''
Kovely.''I have told you enough of this. For my part I'll not meddle nor make no farther.''