söndag 7 februari 2016

Edgar Allen Poe - 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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Tillägnas Bodil Malmsten 1944-2016

2 kommentarer:

  1. Tack för den dikten. Kände inte till den sen tidigare. Blev rörd.
    Även av tillägnan.

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