A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM
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 ?
Evan Rachel Wood est une fine éxégète
d'Edgar Allan Poe
