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EDGAR ALLEN POE:
*DREAM
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
what all the world were chiding
hath cheered me as a lovely beam
a lonely sprit 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?
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
what all the world were chiding
hath cheered me as a lovely beam
a lonely sprit 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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