by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)

Our little life is rounded with a sleep
 (Sung text for setting by M. Ostrzyga)
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Language: English 
Our translations:  FRE ITA
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.

Composition:

    Set to music by Michael Ostrzyga (b. 1975), "Our little life is rounded with a sleep", 2007 [ chorus a cappella ]

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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Le torri che toccano le nubi", copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 7
Word count: 49