Take this kiss upon my brow!

　　And,in parting from you now,

　　thus much let me avow,

　　You are not wrong,who deem.

　　that my days may have a dream;

　　Yet if hope has flown away.

　　In a night,or in a day,

　　In a vision,or in a none,

　　Is it therefore the less gone?

　　All that we see or seem,

　　is but a dream within a dream.

　　I stand there nobody know,

　　Or stand where you did.

　　Is all that we see or seem.

　　but a dream within a dream?