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I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of golden sand- How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep- while I weep!

Edgar Allan Poe
Hands, Golden, Surf
Edgar Allan Poe, Brod Bagert (1995). “Edgar Allan Poe”, p.20, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc.
I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of golden sand- How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep- while I weep!