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 @3gone? All@1 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 @3One@1 from the pitiless wave? Is @3all@1 that we see or seem But a dream within a dream? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CHILD'S PRAYER [OR, HYMN] by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS SONNET: OF THREE GIRLS AND OF THEIR TALK by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO NO BABY IN THE HOUSE by CLARA G. DOLLIVER SA-CA-GA-WE-A; THE INDIAN GIRL WHO GUIDED LEWIS AND CLARK by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR CASEY AT THE BAT (1) by ERNEST LAWRENCE THAYER WESTERN MORNING by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG ANDRE by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES |