If these words chance have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While this website did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream.
Gentles, do not reprehend:
if you pardon, I shall mend:
And, as I am an honest Kate,
If it's our unearn�d fate
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long;
Else the Kate a liar call;
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Katie shall restore amends.