Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, VISIONS: 3, by HEINRICH HEINE


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VISIONS: 3, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: In midnight vision I myself have spied
Last Line: Deceived me oft, I trust ye still as blindly!
Subject(s): Dreams; Nightmares


IN midnight vision I myself have spied,
As for some festival, in ruffles dress'd,
In a black gala-coat and silken vest; --
My sweet and trusting love with scorn I eyed;
And bow'd low down, and said "Art thou a bride?"
"I wish thee joy, dear Madam, I protest!"
And yet my lips reluctantly express'd
The words so cold and tauntingly applied.
And bitter tears then suddenly 'gan falling
From her dear eyes, and in a sea of weeping
Wellnight dissolved her image so enthralling.
O lovely eyes, ye stars of love so kindly,
What though ye, when awake, and e'en when sleeping
Deceived me oft, I trust ye still as blindly!





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