Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SECLUSION, by EDUARD FRIEDRICH MORIKE


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First Line: Let, oh world, ah let me be
Last Line: All its joy, its misery.
Alternate Author Name(s): Moricke, Eduard Friedrich


LET, oh world, ah let me be!
Tempt me not with gifts of pleasure.
Leave alone this heart to treasure
All its joy, its misery.

What my grief I can not say,
'Tis a strange, a wistful sorrow;
Yet through tears at every morrow
I behold the light of day.

When my weary soul finds rest
Oft a beam of rapture brightens
All the gloom of cloud, and lightens
This oppression in my breast.

Let, oh world, ah, let me be!
Tempt me not with gifts of pleasure.
Leave alone this heart to treasure
All its joy, its misery.





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