A dream within a dream

Edgar Allan Poe: 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?

A Dream