If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended:That you have but slumb'red here, While these visions did appear. And his 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 restor amends. -Skakespeare.