Love
Songs, 4
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1908) · From Book of Songs: Youthful Sorrows: Songs
Love
Sweet love, lay thy hand on my heart, and tell
If thou hearest the knocks in that narrow cell?
There dwells there a carpenter, cunning is he,
And slily he’s hewing a coffin for me.
He hammers and knocks by day and by night,
My slumber already has banish’d outright;
Oh, Master Carpenter, prythee make haste,
That I some slumber at length may taste.
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Heine, Heinrich. “Songs, 4.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/53/.
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Heine, Heinrich. “Songs, 4.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/heine/53/.
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