And now I have the boy, I will undo
060 This hateful imperfection of her eyes:
And, gentle Puck, take this transformed scalp
[062] From off the head of this Athenian swain;
[063] That, he awaking when the other do,
May all to Athens back again repair,
065 And think no more of this night’s accidents,
But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
But first I will release the fairy queen.
[068] Be as thou wast wont to be;