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 flown away
In a night or in a day
In a vision or in none
Are they therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream

I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
Yet through my fingers they creep
While I weep, while I weep
Can I not grasp them
With a tighter clasp?
O God! Can I not save
But one from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a Dream within a Dream?

Edgar Allen Poe