Love
Diana, 3
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1908) · From New Poems: Diana
Love
Often when I am with thee,
Much-beloved and noble lady,
The remembrance steals o’er me
Of Bologna’s market shady.
There a massive fount doth stand--
’Tis the Giants’ Fountain pretty--
With a Neptune, by the hand
Of Giovanni of that city.
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MLA
Heine, Heinrich. “Diana, 3.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/197/.
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Heine, Heinrich. “Diana, 3.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/197/.
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