'A Dream' de Edgar Allan Poe

A DREAM

Spirits of The Dead: Tales and Poems (1997), Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849)

In visions of the dark knight

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 thought that light, thro' storm and night

So trembled from afar-

What could there be more purely bright

In Truth's a day-star?