"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 sleep. sir, i am vex'd; bear with my weakness; my brain is troubled: be not disturb'd with my infirmity: if you be pleased, retire into my cell an there repose: a turn or two i'll walk to still my beating mind."
I read this because ultimately I wanted to read Miranda and Caliban, and now I'm thinking I should give up on this whole affair. Really what was the point of this?
I will say this "No Fear" edition was absolutely critical and helpful to me actually understanding what Shakespeare was writing, even if I don't understand his purpose.