Howdy y'all...Just wanted to say:
This is something I started writing quite accidentally when my thoughts wandered away from the essay topic. (I was supposed to be writing about how Nick Bottom's personality can be applied to real-life persons.) I know it may be quite pointless to use the great bard's words in such a manner, but it was just a fun sort of thing.
And I have to apologize, since some bits from the 1999 film might've leaked from my memory intothese words here. But, I hope you have a happy time reading it.
Asterisks mark actual lines from the play.
-Peaseblossom313
Act I
Theseus stood with his hands clasped behind him, looking up at the sky from the highest balcony of the castle. The sun was just beginning to rise, and he scowled at it impatiently.
"Oh, curse that old moon! How slowly the days go by, delaying my greatest desire." Hippolyta, watching his tall figure from the doorway, smiled and said, "My dear, there are just four more days of waiting. And then the moon, like a silver bow new-bent in heaven, shall behold the night of our solemnities." He turned around and grinned proudly.
"Ah, 'tis my bride-to-be." He gestured to her and she walked towards the vivid orange sunrise, halting beside him.
"Our wedding will be awash with festivity, full of color. Very grand indeed! Oh, and you won't believe this," he said with a sudden excitement in his voice. "I have a new toga! And Philostrate sent out all the invitations in little pink envelopes." He glanced down at her, waiting for her reaction.
"Oh, that's wonderful, my dear! It will all be absolutely splendid." Hippolyta leaned her head against his shoulder and stared at her gardens below, and farther down, the path leading to the cozy little village. It all seemed brilliant, soaked in morning sunlight.
"Hippolyta," he began, placing his arm around her. "I wooed thee with my sword and won thy love doing thee injuries, but I will wed thee in another key, with pomp, with triumph, and with reveling."