Edgar Allan Poe, The Complete Stories and Poems

"Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise But to be overcast! A voice from out the Future cries, "On! on!" — but o'er the Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast."

"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"

"Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore."

"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,? that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream."

"Philosophers have often held dispute As to the seat of thought in man and brute For that the power of thought attends the latter My friend, thy beau, hath made a settled matter,And spite of dogmas current in all ages,One settled fact is better than ten sages. (O,Tempora! O,Mores!)"