Love
New Spring, 15
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1908) · From New Spring
Love
The slender water-lily
Peeps dreamingly out of the lake;
The moon, oppress’d with love’s sorrow,
Looks tenderly down for her sake.
With blushes she bends to the water
Once more her head so sweet--
Then sees she the poor pale fellow
Lying before her feet.
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Heine, Heinrich. “New Spring, 15.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/325/.
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Heine, Heinrich. “New Spring, 15.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/325/.
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