“I go frequent
flyer just to relax,”
Says the woman
Theseus, “with your tax.”
Says the
manly Queen of the Amazons
“Now I’m
with him. I hang with paragons.”
Swoons that
actor the lady Demetrius
“That voice
in the air is the sweetliest
That pertains
to the man dressed Hermia,
Or maybe it’s
Helena, as things transpire.”
Puck, the
Indian Girl, quick and ageless,
Tricks the best,
worst, and all into Dumpt Humph
Be he lion
or ass, lioness or less, a fright!
Writes the
critic Cobweb of the first night:
“Lines delivered with verve. Casting a triumph.
“Lines delivered with verve. Casting a triumph.
The
playwright speaks for all. Music, gorgeous.”
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