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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG: 3, by HEINRICH HEINE Poet's Biography
First Line: By nought but sorrow attended
Last Line: On your friendship I cannot rely.
Subject(s): Birds; Friendship; Grief; Unfaithfulness; Sorrow; Sadness; Infidelity; Adultery; Inconstancy
First Line: By nought but sorrow attended
Last Line: On your friendship I cannot rely.
Subject(s): Birds; Friendship; Grief; Unfaithfulness; Sorrow; Sadness; Infidelity; Adultery; Inconstancy
BY nought but sorrow attended,
I wander'd under the trees;
That olden vision descended,
And stole to my heart by degrees.
Who taught you the word ye are singing,
Ye birds in the branches on high?
O hush! when my heart hears it ringing,
It makes it more mournfully sigh.
"A fair young maiden 'twas taught it,
"Who came here, and sang like a bird;
"And so we birds easily caught it,
"That pretty, golden word."
No more shall this story deceive me,
Ye birds, so wondrously sly:
Of my sorrow ye fain would bereave me,
On your friendship I cannot rely.
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