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    A Dream Within A Dream......It where my journey started

    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 been a dream;
    Yet if hope has flown away
    In a night, or in a day,
    In a vision, or in none,
    Is it therefore the less gone?
    All that we see or seem
    Is but a dream within a dream.

    I stand amid the roar
    Of a surf-tormented shore,
    And I hold within my hand
    Grains of the golden sand –
    How few! yet how they creep
    Through my fingers to the deep,
    While I weep – while I weep!
    O God! can I not grasp
    Them with a tighter clasp?
    O God! can I not save
    One from the pitiless wave?
    Is all that we see or seem
    But a dream within a dream?

    By Edgar Allan Poe

    I was feeling sad when I first found it..Most of my life I have had feelings of loss represented by SAND...LOL My life story!! Anyways I was amazed when I analyzed this poem on my 3 mile walk the next was very powerful and wonderful to have that experience..

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    What a great writer and poet was Poe. cant really say which i like best,most of them are superb.

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    The raven

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    I have to be the cliche and pick Annabel Lee. I can't get enough of that poem, reading and reciting it. It tells of a love so deep and dark and powerful.....a real love. The kind you pray for and are willing to die for. Here's to Poe. Here's to that poem....both so brilliant.

    It was many and many a year ago,
    In a kingdom by the sea,
    That a maiden there lived whom you may know
    By the name of Annabel Lee;
    And this maiden she lived with no other thought
    Than to love and be loved by me.

    I was a child and she was a child,
    In this kingdom by the sea:
    But we loved with a love that was more than love -
    I and my Annabel Lee;
    With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
    Coveted her and me.

    And this was the reason that, long ago,
    In this kingdom by the sea,
    A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
    My beautiful Annabel Lee;
    So that her high-born kinsmen came
    And bore her away from me,
    To shut her up in a sepulchre
    In this kingdom by the sea.

    The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
    Went envying her and me -
    Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
    In this kingdom by the sea)
    That the wind came out of the cloud one night,
    Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

    But our love it was stronger by far than the love
    Of those who were older than we -
    Of many far wiser than we -
    And neither the angels in heaven above,
    Nor the demons down under the sea,
    Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

    For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
    And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
    And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
    Of my darling -my darling -my life and my bride,
    In the sepulchre there by the sea -
    In her tomb by the sounding sea.

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    Hello Pillow,

    My favorite Poe poem is "A Valentine". It spells out the secret name of Frances Sargent Osgood. Some believed her to be his lover, but in truth she and Poe were good friends.

    A Valentine by Edgar Allan Poe

    For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,
    Brightly expressive as the twins of Leda,
    Shall find her own sweet name, that nestling lies
    Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader.

    Search narrowly the lines!- they hold a treasure
    Divine- a talisman- an amulet
    That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure-
    The words- the syllables! Do not forget

    The trivialest point, or you may lose your labor
    And yet there is in this no Gordian knot
    Which one might not undo without a sabre,
    If one could merely comprehend the plot.

    Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering
    Eyes scintillating soul, there lie perdus
    Three eloquent words oft uttered in the hearing
    Of poets, by poets- as the name is a poet's, too,

    Its letters, although naturally lying
    Like the knight Pinto- Mendez Ferdinando-
    Still form a synonym for Truth- Cease trying!
    You will not read the riddle, though you do the best you can do.

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    I completely agree!!!! I love that poem.

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