Love
Hortense, 3
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1908) · From New Poems: Hortense
Love
In all my dreams by daytime,
In all my watchings nightly,
Thy sweet delicious laughter
Rings through my spirit lightly.
Remember’st Montmorency,
Where, on the donkey riding,
Thou fell’st among the thistles,
From off the saddle gliding?
The ass stood still, the thistles
Demurely looking after,--
I never shall forget, love,
Thy sweet delicious laughter.
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Heine, Heinrich. “Hortense, 3.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/200/.
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Heine, Heinrich. “Hortense, 3.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/200/.
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