Some heavenly music, which even now I do,
(To work mine end upon their senses that
This airy charm is for) I’ll break my staff,
Bury it certain fadoms in the earth,
And deeper than did ever plummet sound,
I’ll drown my book.’—
We must not forget to mention among other things in this play, that Shakespear has anticipated nearly all the arguments on the Utopian schemes of modern philosophy.
‘Gonzalo. Had I the plantation of this isle, my lord—
Antonio. He’d sow it with nettle-seed.
Sebastian. Or docks or mallows.