Our Revels Now Are Ended (The Tempest)

¹Our revels now are ended. These our actors,

²As I foretold you, were all spirits and

³Are melted into air, into thin air:

⁴And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,

⁵The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,

⁶The solemn temples, the great globe itself,

⁷Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve

⁸And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,

⁹Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff

¹⁰As dreams are made on, and our little life

¹¹Is rounded with a sleep.