Thi.
O Wall, full often hast thou heard my Moans;
For parting my Dear Pyramus and me.

Pyr.
I hear a Voice: now will I to the Chink,
To spy if I can see my Thisbe's Face. Thisbe.

Thi.
My Love! thou art; my Love I think.

Pyr.
Think what thou wilt, I am thy Lover's Grace;
And like ‡ ^noteLimander, am I constant still.

Thi.
And I like &sign; ^noteHelen, 'till the Fates me kill.
Not * ^noteShafalus to † ^noteProcrus was so true,

² Vo.
As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you.

Pyr.
O kiss me through the Hole of this vile Wall.

This.
I kiss the Wall's hole; not thy Lips at all.

Pyr.
Wilt thou at Ninny's Tomb meet me straight way?

This.
Tide Life, tide Death

² Vo.
I come without delay/I go without delay. Ex. Pyr. & This. Wall solus.

Wall.
Thus have I Wall, my Part discharged so,
And being done, thus Wall away does go. [Ex.

Crot.

Now is the Moral down between the two Neighbours.

Sem.

No Remedy my Friend, when Walls are so wilful to hear without warning.

Crot.

This is the silliest stuff that I e'er heard.

Sem.

The best in this kind are but Shadows, and the worst are no worse, if Imagination amend them.

Crot.

It must be your Imagination then, and not theirs

Gam.

If we Imagine no worse of them than they of themselves, they may pass for excellent Performers.

Sem.

Here come two Noble Beasts in, a Man and a Lion.

Crot.

I wonder whether the Lion be to sing?

Sem.

Never wonder at that, for we that have Study'd the Italian Opera may do any thing in this kind.