(1591-1674 / London / England)
Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurl'd
By dreams, each one into a several world.
by Robert Herrick
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A Thanksgiving To God, For His House
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Mohammed Asim Nehal
30 Dec 2016 12:00
Profound, In two lines you said every possible thing about dream...
02 Nov 2016 12:12
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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat
31 Jul 2014 04:30
Dream a nice poem in very limited lines and interested.
30 Jul 2014 05:51
It seems quite straightforward to me. Why Straw et al want to stand it on it's head I don't know. Just contrariness, perhaps. Dreams are mostly a side-effect of internal housekeeping of the brain, to do with transferring memories from short-term to long-term storage etc. They don't usually make sense, though this is an over-simplification.
30 Jul 2013 12:43
What is a dream? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?