Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.
Revels
The king doth keep his revels here to-night.
Shakespeare.—Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act II. Scene 1. (Puck.)
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,
Yea, 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.
Shakespeare.—Tempest, Act IV. Scene 1. (Prospero.)