You do look, my son, in a moved sort, As if you were dismayed: be cheerful, sir. 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...
The Tempest: with Critical and Explanatory Notes - Página 51
por William Shakespeare - 1873
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