Lull’d in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are link’d by many a hidden chain; Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise! Each stamps its image as the other flies!
Lull’d in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are link’d
Lull’d in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are link’d by many a hidden chain; Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise! Each stamps its image as the other flies!
