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A Dream

Edgar Allan Poe·1809–1849
Lines:16Movement:Romanticism
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 castOn 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?