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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 11. BREADLESS ART, by HEINRICH HEINE Poet's Biography
First Line: How soon my poverty would ended be
Last Line: I needs must go without, or drink on credit!
Subject(s): Poetry & Poets; Poverty
First Line: How soon my poverty would ended be
Last Line: I needs must go without, or drink on credit!
Subject(s): Poetry & Poets; Poverty
HOW soon my poverty would ended be,
Could I the pencil use, and paint away,
The walls of castles proud and churches gay
Adorning with my pictures merrily!
How soon would wealth replace my penury,
Could I the fiddle, flute, and piano play.
And with such elegance perform each day,
That lords and ladies all applauded me!
But ah! in Mammon's smiles I ne'er had part,
For I have follow'd thee alone, alas!
Thee, Poetry, most thankless, breadless art!
When others (how I'm blushing, now I've said it!)
Drink their champagne from out a brimming glass,
I needs must go without, or drink on credit!
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