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A Dream
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

A 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,
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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Beautiful poem.I like it.
as a guide a lonely spirit in the dream makes the lovely team ///
That holy dream- that holy dream, While all the world were chiding, Hath cheered me as a lovely beam A lonely spirit guiding. a very fine poem of Edgar Allan Poe. we studies his poems in the literature classes. tony
Poe describes well the life, the waking life as a nightmare.
The dream and it's haunting spell as also day drams and disillusionment caused by them beautifully portrayed in this lovely poem that is a pleasure to read.
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