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| linocut on textile by Suzanne Coley from her series Love Sonnets from Shakespeare to Baltimore, 2021 |
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 sometime voices,
That, if I then had waked 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 waked,
I cried to dream again.
~ Caliban, The Tempest
William Shakespeare
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