Time is a Bitter Thread, upon which the Spider
hangs tenaciously, but with a faint heart.
Unknowingly of his easy death; Lying in a
conceptional Bed of Down.
This dream has further dreams of Love and Joy,
and forever righteousness. A yet further dream
of an easy death, to Golden Portals, of only
right. But, it is known by someone - - - -,
And is sensed in uneasy dreams; Dreams that