In solitude, If only solace came to me

Is it any wonder that what

we see or seem is but a dream within a dream? (Poe 10-11)

Each pray’r accepted and each wish resign’d (Pope 212)

Is this the intended design?

It’s simply in our nature

To compromise our nomenclature

It’s a shame but you’re still haunting me

I’m a product of my own hypocrisy

I still remember everything we’ve said

Will I ever break the bread?

In my solitude, these things all return to me

And I wonder if

all that we see or seem but a dream within a dream (Poe 10-11)

How dare you speak your name

Expect me to surrender my claim

Primordial are the things I wish would leave

Sickened by exclaimed diplomacy

The things we see and seem are but dreams of a dream (Poe 10-11)

Each pray’r accepted and each wish resign’d (Pope 212)

Understand this nature’s cruel design

Poe, Edgar Allan. “A Dream Within a Dream by Edgar Allan Poe.” Poetry Foundation, Poetry Foundation, www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/52829/a-dream-within-a-dream.

Pope, Alexander. “Eloisa to Abelard by Alexander Pope.” Poetry Foundation, Poetry Foundation, www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44892/eloisa-to-abelard.