National Poetry Month, April 30
This is the last day of National Poetry Month. Thank you for joining me for a poem every weekday! I had fun, and I hope you did, too.
Today's poem is Puck's ending monologue from William Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream
You can read it here.
Puck's ending monologue from William Shakespeare's 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.
Yes, you can argue that this is more of a play than a poem, but it has rhyme and meter, and I like it. Also, it seems like a very fitting way to end National Poetry Month. See you next year!
Today's poem is Puck's ending monologue from William Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream
You can read it here.
Puck's ending monologue from William Shakespeare's 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.
Yes, you can argue that this is more of a play than a poem, but it has rhyme and meter, and I like it. Also, it seems like a very fitting way to end National Poetry Month. See you next year!