Epilogue - A Midsummer Nights's Dream letra

PUCK
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 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.

Shakespeare In Hell - Letras

• A Dagger of the Mind
• A Pageant of Eight Kings
• A Politic Worm
• Enter the Ghost
• Epilogue - A Midsummer Nights's Dream
• Lady Macbeth
• Poor Yorrick
• Ripp'd from the Womb
• The Death of Ophelia
• The Poison'd Cup
• The Sleep of Death
• Three Witches
• Toil and Trouble