If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber’d here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon, we will mend.
And, as I’m an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck
Now to ’scape the serpent’s tongue,
We will make amends ere long;
Else the Puck a liar call:
So, good night unto you all.
From A Midsummer Night's Dream - 1935 (End Scene) made when he was 15. [HT: Neoneocon, who has more.]Posted by gerardvanderleun at April 7, 2014 8:51 AM