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Introduction	A DREAM by Edgar Allan Poe In visions of the dark night 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 though that light, thro' storm and night, So trembled from afar-- What could there be more purely bright In Truth's day-star?

Introduction

A DREAM by Edgar Allan Poe In visions of the dark night 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 though that light, thro' storm and night, So trembled from afar-- What could there be more purely bright In Truth's day-star?