I'm folding up my little dreams Within my heart to-night, And praying I may soon forget The torture of their sight. For Time's deft fingers scroll my brow With fell relentless art-- I'm folding up my little dreams To-night, within my hear... Read more of My Little Dreams at Martin Luther King.caInformational Site Network Informational
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DR. JOHN WILKINS wrote a work in the reign of Charles II., to show the
possibility of making a voyage to the moon. The Duchess of Newcastle,
who was likewise notorious for her vagrant speculations, said to him,
Doctor, where am I to bait at in the upward journey?--My lady,
replied the doctor, of all the people in the world, I never expected
that question from you; who have built so many castles in the air that
you might lie every night at one of your own.





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