Pretprazničko raspoloženje

San u snu
Primi na čelo cjelov taj!
Na rastanku, sad kad je kraj,
Ovo mi barem reći daj – 
Nisi u krivu što moj dan
Svaki je, smatraš, bio san;
Al’ ako iščezla je nada
Danju, il’ noću, bilo kada,
U snoviđenju, il’ bez toga
Zar nestala je manje stoga?
Sve to što vidimo, il’ tu
Jesmo, to tek je san u snu.

Stojim i slušam huku
Valova što obalu tuku,
U ruci se mojoj ljeska
Pregršt zrnca zlatnog pijeska – 
Koliko ih je! Ali gle kako
Curi mi u dubinu svako,
Dok plačem tako – dok plačem tako!
Ne može ih zadržat. Bože?
Zar spasit ne mogu bar jedno,
Od vala što ih čeka žedno?
Zar sve što vidimo, il’ tu
Jesmo, to tek je san u snu?

Autor: Edgar Allan Poe
Preveo: Luko Paljetak

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?
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