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Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, and AttendantsTHESEUSNow, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour Draws on apace; four happy days bring in Another moon: but, O, methinks, how slow This old moon wanes she lingers my desires, Like to a step-dame or a dowager Long withering out a young man revenue.HIPPOLYTAFour days will quickly steep themselves in night; Four nights will quickly dream away the time; And then the moon, like to a silver bow New-bent in heaven, shall behold the night Of our solemnities.THESEUSGo, Philostrate, Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments; Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth; Turn melancholy forth to funerals; The pale companion is not for our pomp.Exit PHILOSTRATEHippolyta, I woo'd 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 revelling.Enter EGEUS, HERMIA, LYSANDER, and DEMETRIUSEGEUSHappy be Theseus, our renowned duke THESEUSThanks, good Egeus: what's the news with thee?