Should I now lie down quiet and sleep
Like kings and counselors have done,
Infants which never saw the light,
And ride the chariot clouds?
Cessation of life; released, at last,
Resembling a faded rose,
Quiet banishment from this earth,
Starry scope, imponderable realms.
Should I now, like kings and babes,
All-engulfing, overwhelming
Wake to everlasting life,
And ride the chariot clouds?
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Like kings and counselors have done you ride the chariot of clouds in reality or dream. Amazing perceptional poem is presented...10