Isabelle Rowe

Puck

Over hill and over dale
I will lead them up and down
Over park and over pale
Through the quiet sleeping town

Shifty shadow in the night
I go, look how swift I go
For I am that trickster sprite
When night descends, I bring woes

I am fear’d in field and town
And I trace the forests wilde
I’ve traveled the world around
For he wants the changeling child

On this man’s eyes I doth place
A couple drops of amour
When young athenian wakes
On sight be filled ador
He will upon the first face

Oh, but mistake I have made!
Not one, but two couples found
Can this rectangle be saved?
I must scatter them around

To fix this I’ll switch a few
And pair them off two by two
Give me your hands good friends
And I will restore amends