Middle Earth

If we shadows have offended,
think but this and all is mended.
That you have but slumbered 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 am 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.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
and robin shall restore amends.

from From A Midsummer Night's Dream
by William Shakespeare

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