Jun 20, 2013

Poet's Nook: : "Prospero's Soliloquy" by William Shakespeare


 
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and 
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Ye all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life 
Is rounded with a sleep.
(taken from The Tempest)

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