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19. Sep 2006

A Dream Within a Dream


     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?.

     Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849)