Saturday, January 23, 2010

How Did You Know



A Dream

Edgar Allan Poe

In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed
But a waking dream of life and light

Hath left me broken-hearted.

Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast

On things around him with a ray

Turned back upon the past?

That holy dream - that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.

What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day-star?

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