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...DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: SAILORS' [OR MARINERS'] SONG by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 2 by THOMAS CAMPION THE SOLDIER by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS ACCIDENT IN ART by RICHARD HOVEY TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE FIRST DAY: PAUL REVERE'S RIDE [APRIL 1775] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE THIRD DAY: AZRAEL by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE SECOND BROTHER; AN UNFINISHED DRAMA by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES A POEM FOR CHILDREN. ON CRUELTY TO THE IRRATIONAL CREATION by JANE CAVE THE CANTERBURY TALES: THE SECOND NUN'S TALE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER |