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  Mrs Sia July 19, 2020 19:40

   

  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?

   

  
  

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    Mrs Sia > Mrs Sia July 19, 2020 19:43

    All that we see or seem 

    is but a dream within a dream
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  noaslpls March 9, 2014 11:07

  Inna ... so if I got it correct, the author was decent when he was in love. But since now he was not in love anymore (which he called fancy rather than love), he was back to being himself which was dirty and cowardly? 
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  Inna March 2, 2014 3:01

  And here is one of my favourite poems by A. E. Housman:

  OH, when I was in love with you,

  Then I was clean and brave, 

  And miles around the wonder grew

  How well did I behave.

  And now the fancy passes by,

  And nothing will remain.

  And miles around they say that I

  Am quite myself again.
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  noaslpls February 25, 2014 0:31

  WWM ...I just want to show the world that how tolerant I am on you poets. :-P Though I can never understand any of you, it doesn't mean that you can't put your gibberish in here. LOL \(*_^)/