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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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Poems and Essays of Edgar Allan Poe: Including Memoir by John H. Ingram ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1881 - 395 oldal
...or in none, Is it therefore the less gone ? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dronm. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Graius of the golden sand — How few ! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I...

The Poetical Works of Edgar Allan Poe: Together with His Essays on the ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1882 - 254 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 ? O God ! can I not save One from the pitiless...

Poems of Edgar Allan Poe: With Memoir

Edgar Allan Poe - 1882 - 196 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! Oh, God ! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? Oh, God ! can I not save One from the pitiless...

The Poems of Edgar Allan Poe: With an Essay on His Poetry by Andrew Lang

Edgar Allan Poe - 1883 - 172 oldal
...in none, Is it therefore the less g one I All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And...Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep — while I weepl O God ! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God ! can I not save One from the pitiless...

The tales and poems of Edgar Allan Poe, with biogr. essay by J.H. Ingram

Edgar Allan Poe - 1884
...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 ? O God ! can I not save One from the pitiless...

The poetical works of Edgar Allan Poe, with a prefatory notice, by J. Skipsey

Edgar Allan Poe - 1885 - 288 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 ? O God ! can I not save One from the pitiless...

Echoes of Many Voices: Fragments of Song and Sentiment, Wit and Wisdom

1885 - 164 oldal
...Internationals of the Spirit. OA Bartol. WHEN Winter comes, can Spring be far behind? 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 Poems of Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe, Andrew Lang - 1885 - 172 oldal
...or in none, Is it therefore the less g one ? AH that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And...within my hand Grains of the golden sand — How few I yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep — while I weep I O God I can I...

Christian Educators in Council: Sixty Addresses by American Educators, with ...

Joseph Crane Hartzell - 1888 - 266 oldal
...shore of time, and thus bewails her wasted opportunities : " I stand amid the roar Of a surf -tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden...creep Through my fingers to the deep While I weep I 0 God ! can I not clasp Them with a tighter grasp ? 0 God I can I not save One from the pitiless...

University of Toronto Quarterly, 1-3. kötet

University of Toronto - 1895
...of such things, what an awful power do we feel in these words : — " I stand amid the roar Of the surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains...of the golden sand, — How few, yet how they creep Thro' my fingers to the deep ; While I weep ! while I weep ! O God ! can I not grasp Them with a tighter...




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