The Isle is full of noises
Be not a’feared, 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 me thought would open, and show riches
Ready to drop upon me, that when i waked
I cried to dream again.
The Tempest Act III Sc ii
Single Post Card from the Shakespeare Cards Collection by First Folio Cards Dimensions: 112 mm (4 1/2 ins ) x 160 mm (6 1/4 ins ) Printed onto textured card, blank on reverse.