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 lessgone? Allthat 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 ...
"A Dream Within a Dream" reflects Poe's feelings about his life at the time,dramatizing his confusion in watching the important things in his life slip away.Realizing he cannot hold onto even one grain of sand leads to his final question that all things are a dream. 中心思想是poe在叙述...
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埃德加·爱伦·坡的《梦中梦》以深邃的哲理探讨了现实与幻觉、控制与不确定性之间的关系。这首诗由两部分组成，通过演讲者的内心独白，呈现了对现实本质的怀疑，以及生命可能只存在于“梦中梦”中的疑问。在诗的第一部分，演讲者与一个未明身份的“你”告别，暗示可能是一位亲密关系的对象。演讲者表达...
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,
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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 埃德加 · 爱伦 ·坡(1809～1849),19世纪美国诗人、小说家和文学评论家,美国浪漫主义思潮时期的重要成员,以悬疑、惊悚小说最负盛名,被公认为...
The life of Edgar Allan Poe was definitely a dream within a dream itself. Infamous literary author extraordinaire is credited as being the father of the detective story and early science fiction forms. Mysterious conglomerations of facts still surround him that may never be solved making him ...
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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 ...