janeiro 01, 2018

be not afraid

Be not afeard: the isle is full of noises, 
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. 
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments 
Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices, 
That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, 
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming, 
The clouds methought would open and show riches 
Ready to drop upon me; that, when I wak'd, 
I cried to dream again.

William Shakespeare. "The Tempest" - act 3 scene 2
said by Joseph Fiennes.

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