Love
The Return Home, 61
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1908) · From Pictures of Travel: The Return Home (1823-24)
This evening they’ve a party,
The house is fill’d with light;
By yonder shining window
A shadowy form’s in sight.
Thou see’st me not, in darkness
I stand below and apart;
Still less canst thou see ever
Inside my darksome heart.
My darksome heart doth love thee,
It loves thee and it breaks,
And breaks, and bleeds, and quivers,
But thou see’st not how it aches.
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Heine, Heinrich. “The Return Home, 61.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/415/.
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Heine, Heinrich. “The Return Home, 61.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/415/.
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