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"The great globe itself, yea, all which it inherit, Shall dissolve, and, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind."
"Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own."
"This thing of darkness I acknowledge mine."
"My dingle all my dingle!"
"The rarer action is in virtue than in vengeance."
"Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not."
"We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep."