Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HEINE'S DREAM, by ALFRED NOYES Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: In dreams my false love comes to me Last Line: Thou art in pain, in pain! Subject(s): Heine, Heinrich (1797-1856); Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
IN dreams my false love comes to me, In dreams, in dreams by night; But her kiss is a yearning agony, Her face is wrung and white. I feel the cold and quivering mouth Cleave as in long past years; But oh, the suffering and the drouth, And the salt strange tears! Come no more, come no more, Often I wake and moan, While the heart of the sea, on the distant shore Breaks in the dark, alone. Why wilt thou tear the deep old wound Open in sleep anew, Oh lips that I have kissed and found So sweet and so untrue? Nay come, love, come in dreams to me, I turn and weep again; Thy far-off world misuseth thee! Thou art in pain, in pain! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB MOUNTAIN LAUREL by ALFRED NOYES |
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