Theos-Talk Archives (March 2012 Message tt00074)

Shakespeare tells us that:



   "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, shall dissolve,

   And, like this insubstantial 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."



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