Flute

Must I speak now?

QUINCE

Ay, marry must you; for you must understand he goes but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again.

FLUTE ( as Thisbe)

Most radiant Pyramus, most lilywhite of hue, Of colour like the red rose on triumphant briar, Most brisky juvenal, and eke most lovely Jew, 80

As true as truest horse that yet would never tire, I’ll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny’s tomb –

PUCK