TIMOTHY/PUCK:
On the ground...sleep sound...
I'll apply...to your eye
Gentle lover, remedy
When thou wakest, thou takest
True delight
In the sight
of thy former lady's eye
Jack shall have Jill,
Nought shall go ill,
The man shall have his mare again,
And all shall be well
On the ground...sleep sound...
I'll apply...to your eye
Gentle lover, remedy
When thou wakest, thou takest
True delight
In the sight
of thy former lady's eye
Jack shall have Jill,
Nought shall go ill,
The man shall have his mare again,
And all shall be well