Poems
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet�s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
William Shakespeare (from A Midsummer Night�s Dream)
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet�s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
William Shakespeare (from A Midsummer Night�s Dream)