Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONG: 2, by HEINRICH HEINE


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SONG: 2, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: I'm driven hither and thither along!
Last Line: Slily deride they the lovers' wild speed.
Subject(s): Absence; Separation; Isolation


I'M driven hither and thither along!
But yet a few hours, I shall see her again,
Herself, the most fair of the fair maiden-train; --
True heart, what means thy throbbing so strong?

The hours are only a slothful race!
Lazily they move each day,
And with yawning go their way; --
Hasten on, ye slothful race!

Wild-raging eagerness thrills me indeed;
Never in love have the hours delighted;
So, in a cruel bond strangely united,
Slily deride they the lovers' wild speed.





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