Love
The Return Home, 55
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1908) · From Pictures of Travel: The Return Home (1823-24)
Love
Did not my pallid face betray
My loving woe unto thee?
And wilt thou that my haughty mouth
With begging words shall woo thee?
Alas! this mouth is far too proud,
’Twas made but for kissing and sighing;
Perchance it may speak a scornful word,
While I with sorrow am dying.
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Heine, Heinrich. “The Return Home, 55.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/409/.
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Heine, Heinrich. “The Return Home, 55.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/409/.
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