Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FRESCO-SONNETS TO CHRISTIAN S.: 5, by HEINRICH HEINE


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FRESCO-SONNETS TO CHRISTIAN S.: 5, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: At evening's silent, melancholy hour
Last Line: And many a year has dragg'd me thus along.
Variant Title(s): A Lock Of Hair
Subject(s): Love; Silence; Tears


AT evening's silent, melancholy hour,
Long buried songs around me take their place,
And burning tears course swiftly down my face,
And my old heart-wounds bleed with greater power.
My love's dear image like a beauteous flower
As in a magic glass again I trace;
In bodice red she sits and sews apace,
And silence reigns around her blissful bower.
But on a sudden springs she from her seat,
And cuts from her dear head a beauteous lock,
And gives it me -- the very joy's a shock.
The Evil One soon spoilt my rapture sweet:
The hair he twisted in a rope full strong,
And many a year has dragg'd me thus along.





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