Love
The Return Home, 45
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1908) · From Pictures of Travel: The Return Home (1823-24)
Love
Prythee, be not thou impatient
If there still are loudly ringing
Many of my old sad numbers
In the newest songs I’m singing.
Wait awhile, and soon the echo
Will have died away of sorrow,
And a new-born song-spring softly
From the heal’d heart shoot to-morrow.
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Heine, Heinrich. “The Return Home, 45.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/399/.
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Heine, Heinrich. “The Return Home, 45.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/399/.
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