Books are the true metempsychosis,–they are the symbol and presage of immortality. The dead men are scattered, and none shall find them. Behold they are here! they do but sleep.
Books are the true metempsychosis,–they are the symbol and presage of
Books are the true metempsychosis,–they are the symbol and presage of immortality. The dead men are scattered, and none shall find them. Behold they are here! they do but sleep.
