All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. (Poe)

Edgar Allan Poe
(1809-1849)


A DREAM

 In visions of the dark night
     I have dreamed of joy departed-
   But a waking dream of life and light
     Hath left me broken-hearted.

   Ah! what is not a dream by day
     To him whose eyes are cast
   On things around him with a ray
     Turned back upon the past?

   That holy dream- that holy dream,
     While all the world were chiding,
   Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
     A lonely spirit guiding.

   What though that light, thro' storm and night,
     So trembled from afar-
   What could there be more purely bright
     In Truth's day-star?

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