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33 lines
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1827
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A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM
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by Edgar Allan Poe
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Take this kiss upon the brow!
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And, in parting from you now,
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Thus much let me avow-
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You are not wrong, who deem
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That my days have been a dream;
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Yet if hope has flown away
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In a night, or in a day,
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In a vision, or in none,
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Is it therefore the less gone?
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All that we see or seem
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Is but a dream within a dream.
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I stand amid the roar
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Of a surf-tormented shore,
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And I hold within my hand
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Grains of the golden sand-
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How few! yet how they creep
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Through my fingers to the deep,
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While I weep- while I weep!
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O God! can I not grasp
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Them with a tighter clasp?
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O God! can I not save
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One from the pitiless wave?
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Is all that we see or seem
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But a dream within a dream?
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-THE END-
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