Oh Pyramus arise!
I thank thee for thy sunny beams
(high five for slapping Bottom)
By thy gracious, golden, glittering gleams
Scared lion, bored moon
Pyramus and Thisbe whisper
This loam, this roughcast doth show I am that same wall
This grisly beast, which lion hight by name
This beauteous lady Thisbe is certain
Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show…
The flowers of odorous savors sweet
Some man or other must present wall
Lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn present moon
Bottom showing off
You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring
Make and mar the foolish fates
Grow to a point
She is something lower than myself
What? Can you do me greater harm than hate?
Sweet do not scorn her
Goddess, Nymph, perfect, divine
Demetrius loves her and he loves not you
And HELENA of Athens look thou find.
This is the woman, but not this the man
I am as ugly as a bear!
I have forgot our way
Ah, good Demetrius, wilt thou give him me?
Cat fight brewing
So should the murderer look, so dead, so grim
Here are the shots from our performance today–I figured out how to make the camera WORK correctly in the lighting, so MANY more of these came out than 3rd period (boo).