“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,
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.”
A Midsummer Night’s Dream