Character: Prospero

Solemn music heals
His mind, befogged madness.

A face he wanted to erase meanwhile, what was
And than it seemed.

So, what was a shameful bargain?
The king of Naples, my sworn enemy,
With Antonio that agreed,
In exchange for monetary tribute,
The submission of the Duchy to the crown
Give the traitor to my rights
And the Ducal title, expelling me
And all of my family forever from Milan.
And so it happened: at the appointed night
Opened my brother the gate of the city,
His accomplices admitted to Milan
And that same night we were taken into exile
His minions. You cried bitterly...

They
Each other fascinated. But should
To create obstacles for their love
So easy it is not to devalue.

So a liar who taught himself
To prevaricate, to be with the truth in the disorder,
Sometimes a lie he believes.

Your smile gave me strength
And strengthened my courage.

Me, poor man, all the Kingdom books.

All are sinners, forgiveness of all waiting.
Teach your court.

And the greatest of the oath - the straw when the fire is burning in the blood.

Books more expensive I see.

- You're crazy!
- Yes, but I will live, and you die.

So, like ghosts without flesh,
Ever melt away like smoke,
And clouds topped the mountains,
And proud palaces and temples,
And - Oh, yeah, the whole globe.
And these disembodied masks,
They are not a rack behind.
We are such stuff as,
What are our dreams. And there
All of our little life.