How few! Yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep-- while I weep!
Oh god! Can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep-- while I weep!
Oh god! Can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?