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...your music forth into the air. — [Exit STBPHAKO. How sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank! nce of my praise doth wrong this shadow In underprizing...the scroll, The continent and summary of my fortune. orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins:...

...wanderer can scarce forbear to exclaim with Lorenzo ; How sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep...harmony. Sit, Jessica; look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patterns of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But...

...bring your music forth into the air. (Exit STEPHANO.) How sweet the moon-light sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep...patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubims...