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He hath a daily beauty in his life.

      — Othello, Act V Scene 1

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KEYWORD: starveling

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1

Midsummer Night's Dream
[I, 2]

(stage directions)

264

[Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING]

2

Midsummer Night's Dream
[I, 2]

Quince

316

Robin Starveling, the tailor.

3

Midsummer Night's Dream
[I, 2]

Quince

318

Robin Starveling, you must play Thisby's mother.
Tom Snout, the tinker.

4

Midsummer Night's Dream
[III, 1]

(stage directions)

819

[Enter QUINCE, SNUG, BOTTOM, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING]

5

Midsummer Night's Dream
[III, 1]

(stage directions)

921

[Exeunt QUINCE, SNUG, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING]

6

Midsummer Night's Dream
[IV, 1]

Bottom

1762

[Awaking] When my cue comes, call me, and I will
answer: my next is, 'Most fair Pyramus.' Heigh-ho!
Peter Quince! Flute, the bellows-mender! Snout,
the tinker! Starveling! God's my life, stolen
hence, and left me asleep! I have had a most rare
vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to
say what dream it was: man is but an ass, if he go
about to expound this dream. Methought I was—there
is no man can tell what. Methought I was,—and
methought I had,—but man is but a patched fool, if
he will offer to say what methought I had. The eye
of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not
seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue
to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream
was. I will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of
this dream: it shall be called Bottom's Dream,
because it hath no bottom; and I will sing it in the
latter end of a play, before the duke:
peradventure, to make it the more gracious, I shall
sing it at her death.

7

Midsummer Night's Dream
[IV, 2]

(stage directions)

1783

[Enter QUINCE, FLUTE, SNOUT, and STARVELING]

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