He had gone all through the forest looking for a man in Athenian clothes, but found nobody. Now, stepping quietly across the grassy clearing, he saw two people sleeping on the ground "This must be the man from Athens that Oberon was talking about,' Puck said. "And here's the sweet lady who he's so cruel to. Poor thing, lying on the dirty ground, afraid to go near him!' Puck took out the purple flower, and held it over Lysander, letting its juice fall into his eyes. As silver lights moved across Lysander's face, Puck whispered: You will wake with love that's deep, Love that keeps you from your sleep.