 These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit,...  The Quarterly Review - Page 121edited by - 1890Full view - About this book
 | William Henry Thorne - 1902
...cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this unsubstantial 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." WFP STOCKLEY.... | |
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