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Sweet Moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams;I thank thee, Moon, for shining now so bright;For, by thy gracious, golden, glittering gleams,I trust to take of truest Thisby sight.But stay, O spite!But mark, poor knight,What dreadful dole is here!Eyes, do you see?How can it be?O dainty duck! O dear!Thy mantle good,What, stain'd with blood!Approach, ye Furies fell!O Fates, come, come,Cut thread and thrum;Quail, crush, conclude, and quell!
THESEUS
This passion, and the death of a dear friend, wouldgo near to make a man look sad. O wherefore, Nature, didst thou lions frame?Since lion vile hath here deflower'd my dear:Which is -- no, no -- which was the fairest dameThat lived, that loved, that liked, that look'dwith cheer.Come, tears, confound;Out, sword, and woundThe pap of Pyramus;Ay, that left pap,Where heart doth hop:
[Stabs himself]
Thus die I, thus, thus, thus.Now am I dead,Now am I fled;My soul is in the sky:Tongue, lose thy light;Moon take thy flight:
[Exit Moonshine]
Now die, die, die, die, die.
[Dies]
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