Ten thousand great ideas filled his mind; But with the clouds they fled, and left no trace behind.


Castle of Indolence, Canto I, stanza 59, William Smith. 1842


Ten thousand great ideas filled his mind; But with the clouds they fled, and left no trace behind.

Ten thousand great ideas filled his mind; But with the clouds they fled, and left no trace behind.

Ten thousand great ideas filled his mind; But with the clouds they fled, and left no trace behind.

Ten thousand great ideas filled his mind; But with the clouds they fled, and left no trace behind.