"A Dream Within A Dream"
By Edgar Allan Poe
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,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but 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?
Edgar Allan Poe is one of the most famous American Poets, he also happens to be a veteran, serving in the Army first as an enlisted soldier, and later, attending West Point.
The Parlor is back—this time in a brand new home at 139 Main Street, Beacon! We’re kicking off the season with a bang (and a whole lot of absurdity) with The Bald Soprano by Eugène Ionesco, translated by Donald M. Allen.
Tickets are on sale now.
Opening night: May 9th at 7PM.
See you there.