Poems of a Different Kind and Other Poets from Ages Past

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  • ASIN ‏ : ‎ B09QP2N1ZK
    Publisher ‏ : ‎ Independently published (January 21, 2022)
    Language ‏ : ‎ English
    Hardcover ‏ : ‎ 91 pages
    ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 979-8406193020
    Item Weight ‏ : ‎ 6.1 ounces
    Dimensions ‏ : ‎ 5.5 x 0.4 x 8.5 inches 

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A Dream Within a Dream

By Edgar Allan Poe

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?

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