Dream Within A Dream, a poem by Edgar Allan Poe

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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—

— The Complete Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe, by John Ingram

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