DREAMS.
LIKE shadow-freighted ships which softly creepAcross some far-off ghostly main,They haunt the chambers of the brain,And kiss their fingers to the watchman, Sleep!
LIKE shadow-freighted ships which softly creepAcross some far-off ghostly main,They haunt the chambers of the brain,And kiss their fingers to the watchman, Sleep!
LIKE shadow-freighted ships which softly creep
Across some far-off ghostly main,
They haunt the chambers of the brain,
And kiss their fingers to the watchman, Sleep!