Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 1. TO AUGUST WILLIAM VON SCHLEGEL, by HEINRICH HEINE Poet's Biography First Line: The worst of worms: the dagger thoughts of doubt Last Line: Each flower can speak, each tree with music swells. Subject(s): Schlegel, August Wilhelm Von (1767-1845) | ||||||||
THE worst of worms: the dagger thoughts of doubt -- The worst of poisons: to mistrust one's power -- These struggled my life's marrow to devour; I was a shoot, whose props were rooted out. Thou pitiedst the poor shoot in that sad hour, And had'st it climb thy kindly words about; To thee, great Master, owe I thanks devout, Should the weak shoot e'er blossom into flower. O still watch o'er it, as it grows apace, That as a tree the garden it may grace Of that fair fay, whose favourite child thou wert. My nurse used of that garden to assert That a strange ringing, wondrous sweet, there dwells, Each flower can speak, each tree with music swells. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 2. TO THE SAME (AUGUST WILLIAM VON SCHLEGEL) by HEINRICH HEINE GOOD AND BAD LUCK by HEINRICH HEINE A PROLOGUE TO THE HARTZ-JOURNEY by HEINRICH HEINE ADAM THE FIRST by HEINRICH HEINE |
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