ACT III.
Scene I.
Scene I.
The wood. Titania lying asleep.
Enter Quince, Snug, Bottom, Flute, Snout, and Starveling.
Bottom.
Are we all met?
Quince.
Pat, pat; and here’s a marvellous convenient place for our rehearsal. This green plot shall be our stage, this hawthorn-brake our tiring-house; and we will do it in action as we will do it before the duke.
