Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
4 comments:
I have never read this one...wonderful poem by Poe...I remember feeling exactly this way at a couple points in my life...They were feelings that needed to happen...
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Wow I have never read this one. I wonder if it is in either of the Edgar Allen Poe books that I have. Either way it is a great poem.
Glad you both enjoyed it...it's one I think of often.
So beautiful...thank you for sharing! Hope you are doing well my friend, sorry I have been away for so long...lots going on but all is well. Hope the same for you. Have a beautiful evening,
In Faery Light,
Joanna
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