Spent over two hours waiting for Pyramus and Thisbie to begin. Dunno whether it’s Shakespeare’s personal fault or his Royal Company’s, but A Midsummer Night’s Dream did not quite draw me into itself, even though I was in the second row from the front, and the fairy smoke was in my eyes and nostrils as it floated outward from the stage.
But, Pyramus and Thisbie was worth it and more!!!!!
Favourite lines from the play:
Things base and vile, folding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity:
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind:
Nor hath Love's mind of any judgement taste;
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste:
And therefore is Love said to be a child,
Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.
As waggish boys in game themselves forswear,
So the boy Love is perjured every where:
Act 1, Scene 1