Love
The Return Home, 4
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1908) · From Pictures of Travel: The Return Home (1823-24)
Love
With tears through the forest I wander,
The throstle’s sitting on high;
She, springing, sings softly yonder:
O wherefore dost thou sigh?
“Sweet bird, thy sister the swallow
“Can tell thee the cause of my gloom;
“She dwells in a nest all hollow,
“Beside my sweetheart’s room.”
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Heine, Heinrich. “The Return Home, 4.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/358/.
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Heine, Heinrich. “The Return Home, 4.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/358/.
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