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,
Yea, 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.

Posted By: Worthing Yellow on April 5th 2023 at 00:52:36


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