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TAKE this kiss upon thy brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow —
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You are not wrong, to 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?
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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!
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O, God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
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O, God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
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Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
[The following footnote appears at the bottom of page 123:]
1Poe's title in the Flag of Our Union was “A Dream within a Dream.”
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Notes:
None.
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[S:0 - JHW11, 1911] - Edgar Allan Poe Society of Baltimore - Works - To -- (ed. J. H. Whitty, 1911)