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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 Edgar Allan Poe ...

Edgar Allan Poe - 1904
...— 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 ? 0 God ! can I not save One from the pitiless wave \ Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream 9 TO ML OF all who hail thy presence as the...

The Chief American Poets: Selected Poems by Bryant, Poe, Emerson, Longfellow ...

Curtis Hidden Page - 1905 - 713 oldal
...or in none, Is it therefore the less gone f 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 I can I not save One from the pitiless...

The Chief American Poets

Curtis Hidden Page - 1905 - 713 oldal
...or seem Is but я dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I bold within my hand Grains of the golden sand — How few!...fingers to the deep, While I weep — while I weep ! О God ! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp ? О God ! can I not save One from the pitiless...

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

Edgar Allan Poe - 1906 - 127 oldal
...none, Is it therefore the less gone ? All that we see or seem 1° 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 — 15 How few ! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep — while I weep !...

A Book of Remembrance, Being Lyrical Selections for Everyday in the Year

Elizabeth Godfrey - 1908 - 415 oldal
...unfading peace ye see, And the meek brightness of the Lamb— How different from me. RICHARD CRASHAW I STAND amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And...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...

The Complete Poems of Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe - 1911 - 304 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 wave?...

The Complete Poems of Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe - 1911 - 304 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 wave?...

Nature in Music and Other Studies in the Tone-poetry of Today

Lawrence Gilman - 1914 - 220 oldal
...particular emotion which moved Edgar Allan Poe when he wrote 102 his heartbroken "Dream Within a Dream" : "I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And...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?...

Nature in Music and Other Studies in the Tone-poetry of Today

Lawrence Gilman - 1914 - 220 oldal
...particular emotion which moved Edgar Allan Poe when he wrote his heartbroken "Dream Within a Dream": "I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And...my fingers to the deep, While I weep, while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God I can I not save One from the pitiless wave?...

Psychology of the spoken word

Delbert Moyer Staley - 1914 - 370 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 wave?...




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