A Boat beneath a Sunny Sky By: Lewis Carroll

A boat beneath a sunny sky,
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July
Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear
Long has paled that sunny sky
Echoes fade and memories die
Autumn frosts have slain July
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.

Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die

Ever drifting down the stream
Lingering in the golden gleam
Life, what is it but a dream?

Fire and Ice By:Robert Frost

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate To say
that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

A Dream Within a Dream By:Edgar Allan Poem

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?