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" 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... "
Edgar A. Poe: A Biography: Mournful and Never-ending Remembrance - 402. oldal
szerző: Kenneth Silverman - 1992 - 592 oldal
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The works of the late Edgar Allan Poe, 2. kötet

Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - 1853
...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...0 God ! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp f O God ! can I not save One from the pitiless wave ? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within...

The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe with a notice by J. Hannay

Edgar Allan Poe - 1853
...none, Is it, therefore, the less gone ? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. ii. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And...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...

THE POETICAL WORKS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE

EDGAR ALLAN POE - 1858
...or in none, Is it therefore the less gone ? AH that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And...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...

The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe: With Original Memoir

Edgar Allan Poe - 1858 - 247 oldal
...or in none, Is it therefore the less gone 1 AU 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 (¡rains of the golden sand — How few ! yet how they ereep Through my fingere to the deep, While...

The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe. Edited by J. Hannay. With ...

James HANNAY (Novelist) - 1865
...weep — from off their delicate stems Perennial tears descend in gems. 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." A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM. TAKE this kiss upon the brow; And in parting from you now, Thus much let me...

The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe, with Original Memoir. Illustrated by ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1866
...or in none, Is it therefore the less gone ? AU that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And...fingers to the deep, 'While I weep — while I weep ! O God ! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp 2 O God ! can I not save One from the pitiless...

The Complete Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe, with a Selection of His ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1866 - 280 oldal
...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...fingers to the deep, While I weep — while I weep ! O God ! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp ? 0 God ! can I not save One from the pitiless...

The crusher' and the Cross

Archibald Fergusson - 1866 - 168 oldal
...must land him in hell. The very ground he trode upon seemed unwilling to carry him. CHAPTEE XV. " I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And...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...

Beadle's Monthly, 3. kötet

1867
...deeptoned requiem. Witness the following from a poem entitled a "'Dream within a Dream :" " I Btand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore. And I hold within my hand Graine of the golden eand — How few I yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I...

The true vine; or, The analogies of our Lord's allegory

Hugh Macmillan - 1871 - 316 oldal
...vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun." PERMANENCE OF CHRISTIAN FRUIT. 155 " I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore ; And...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...




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