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Here, Peter Quince.

You, Pyramus’ father: myself, Thisby’s father. Snug, the joiner; you, the lion’s part: and, I hope, here is a play fitted.

Have you the lion’s part written? pray you, if it be, give it me, for I am slow of study.

You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring.

Let me play the lion too: I will roar, that I will do any man’s heart good to hear me; I will roar, that I will make the duke say ‘Let him roar again, let him roar again.’

An you should do it too terribly, you would fright the duchess and the ladies, that they would shriek; and that were enough to hang us all.

That would hang us, every mother’s son.