End of story?

So this could be it for the blog.  Tomorrow, after back-to-back classes from 10:50 AM--5:45 PM, I'll have to decide, while keeping office hours from 6--7:15 PM, whether to continue the blog at all ... even if I do, it will certainly become much more irregular.

So, even though it's the middle of a middle-of-winter afternoon, here's Puck's closing monologue from Midsummer Night's Dream:
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From A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act 5, Scene 1

By William Shakespeare

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.