Take this kiss upon the brow !
And in parting from you now,
this much let me avow :
- you are not wrong who deemed
that my days have been a dream !
Yet if hope has flown away
in a night, in a day, in a vision, or a memory,
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 the surf tormented shore
and I hold within my hands
grains of golden sand.
How few ! Yet how they creep
through my fingers to the deep,
while I weep, while I weep !
Oh God ! can I not grasp them with a tighter clasp
Oh god, can I not save one from the pitiless wave
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream ?
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