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Dem. Ay, and wall too.
Bot. No, I affure you; the wall is down that parted their fathers. Will it please you to see the epilogue, or to hear a Bergomask dance, between two of our company.
The. No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs no excufe. Never excufe; for when the players are all dead, there need none to be blamed. Marry, if he that writ it, had play'd Pyramus, and hang'd himself in Thisbe's garter, it would have been a fine tragedy: and fo it is, truly; and very notably discharg'd. But come, your Bergomask: let your epilogue alone.
[Here a dance of Clowns. The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve ;Lovers, to bed; 'tis almoft fairy time.
I fear, we fhall out-fleep the coming morn,
In nightly revels, and new jollity.
Puck. Now the hungry lion roars,
Whilst the fcritch-owl, fcritching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe,
In remembrance of a fhroud.
Now it is the time of night,
That the graves, all gaping wide,
Every one lets forth his fpright,
Enter OBERON and TITANIA, with their Train.
Hop as light as bird from brier;
Sing, and dance it trippingly.
Tita. First, rehearse this fong by rote:
SONG, and DANCE.
Ob. Now, until the break of day
Never mole, hare-lip, nor scar,
Shall upon their children be.—
And each several chamber bless,
And the owner of it bleft.
Meet me all by break of day.
[Exeunt OBERON, TITANIA, and Train
Puck. If we fhadows have offended,
Now to 'Scape the ferpent's tongue,
Elfe the Puck a liar call.
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin fhall reftore amends.