the isle i full of noises. sound and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not. sometimes a thousand twangling instruments will hum about mine ears;sometime voice, that if i had then waked after a long sleep,will make me sleep again; and then in dreaming, the clouds, me thought,would open and show riches reading to drp upon me, that when i waked i cried to sleep again.
the most beautiful shakespeare evuh?
makes me choked up.
hit me with your favourite literary quotes to distract me from my english lit revision