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A Dream Within a Dream
From Edgar Allen Poe- Dream Within A Dream



Take this kiss upon the brow
And, in parting from you now
This 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
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?
A dream within a dream
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?
 A dream within in a dream