CALIBAN Be not affeared; the isle is full of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instaruments
Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices
That, if I then had waked after a 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 I waked
I cried to dream again.
STEPHANO This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where
I shall have my music for nothing.
from The Tempest by William Shakespeare.
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