And so I conclude our Masquerade by citing from "A Midsummer Night's Dream:"
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.
Tell me, dear friends, who were you? I have guessed some of you (if I have found you out, I've contacted you already) but who are the rest of you? What guests have come to greet me and grant me such lovely gifts and favors? I am, of course, extremely appreciative.