Home VHS: Tempest

Our revels now are ended.

These our actors, as I foretold you...

Were all spirits and are melted into air...

... into thin air.

And, like the baseless fabric of this vision...

... the cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces.

The solemn temples, the great globe itself.

Ye all which it inherit, shall dissolve.

And, like this insubstantial pageant faded...

... leave not a rack behind.

We are such stuff as dreams are made on...

... and our little life...

... is rounded with a sleep.