Take this kiss upon the brow And, in parting from you now This 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 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? A dream within a dream ♪ 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?