A Dream Within A Dream
1849 | Edgar Allan Poe
Posted on 01/11/2025 8:55:29 PM PST by Jeff Chandler
From: A Dream Within a Dream
By Edgar Allan Poe
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?
TOPICS: Books/Literature; Poetry
KEYWORDS: edgarallanpoe; life
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Thank you very much and God bless you.
To: Jeff Chandler
I’m sorry, but when I see that phrase, I’m thinking “A dweam within a dweam”.
‘The Princess Bride’
2 posted on 01/11/2025 8:58:18 PM PST by hoagy62 (Don't let evil win again!)
To: Jeff Chandler
3 posted on 01/11/2025 9:00:09 PM PST by Romulus ( )
To: Jeff Chandler
Powerful. I think it’s about how the years go, and there’s nothing you can do about it.
4 posted on 01/11/2025 9:04:24 PM PST by BobL
To: hoagy62
5 posted on 01/11/2025 9:16:49 PM PST by showme_the_Glory (No more rhyming, and I mean it.........)
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