Love
The Bliss of Sorrow
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1853) · From Songs
Love
NEVER dry, never dry,
Tears that eternal love sheddeth!
How dreary, how dead doth the world still appear,
When only half-dried on the eye is the tear!
Never dry, never dry,
Tears that unhappy love sheddeth!
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Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. “The Bliss of Sorrow.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/goethe/67/.
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Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. “The Bliss of Sorrow.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/goethe/67/.
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