In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed
But a walking 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.

Edgar Allan Poe

IN VISIONS OF THE DARK NIGHT, I HAVE DREAMED OF JOY DEPARTED...