Love
Emma, 3
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1908) · From New Poems: Emma
Love
Not one solitary kiss
After months of loving passion,
So my mouth must still continue
Dry, in very wretched fashion.
Happiness seem’d once at hand,
And her breath I e’en felt nigh me
But without my lips e’er touching,
She, alas! soon fleeted by me.
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Heine, Heinrich. “Emma, 3.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/222/.
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Heine, Heinrich. “Emma, 3.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/222/.
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