Love
Seraphina, 3
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1908) · From New Poems: Seraphina
Love
’Tis surely a snowwhite seamew
That I see fluttering there
Just over the darksome billows;
The moon stands high in the air.
The shark and the ray snap fiercely
From out of the wave, and stare;
The seamew is rising and falling,
The moon stands high in the air.
O dear and wandering spirit,
So sad and full of despair!
Too near art thou to the water,
The moon stands high in the air.
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Heine, Heinrich. “Seraphina, 3.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/170/.
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Heine, Heinrich. “Seraphina, 3.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/170/.
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