Tag: Summer

On Midsummer’s Night

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 …

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