Text: Edgar Allan Poe (ed. E. C. Stedman and G. E. Woodberry), “A Dream,” The Works of Edgar Allan PoeVol. X: Poems (1895), 10:134


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IN visions of the dark night

I have dreamed of joy departed,

But a waking dreams 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, through storm and night,


So trembled from afar,

What could there be more purely bright

In Truths day-star?







[S:0 - SW94, 1895] - Edgar Allan Poe Society of Baltimore - Works - A Dream (Stedman and Woodberry, 1895)