Those dreams that on the silent night intrude,
And with false flitting shapes our minds delude
are mere productions of the brain.
And fools consult interpreters in vain.
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Those dreams that on the silent night intrude,
And with false flitting shapes our minds delude
are mere productions of the brain.
And fools consult interpreters in vain.
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