Happy Birthday Will!

Puck: 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 serpents tongue.
We will make amends ere long
Else the Puck a liar call.
So–goodnight unto you all.
Give me your hands if we be friends.
And Robin shall restore amends.