HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories
HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories
Where his feet fall Sparks are scattered and shells are cracked. And he wraps himself closer in his gray mande. And walks rapidly through the windy night, Surely guided by a little light. That kindly and invitingly beams From the lonely fisherman's hut. Father and brother are on the sea. And quite alone in the hut Bides the fisher's daughter. The fisher's rarely-beautiful daughter. She sits on the hearth, And listens to the cosy auspicious hum Of the boiling kettle, And lays crackling fagots upon the fire. And blows thereon, Till the flickering red flames With a magic charm are reflected On her blooming face. On her delicate white shoulders Which so pathetically outpeep From the coarse gray smock, And on her little tidy hand Which gathers more closely the petticoat About her dainty loins. 228
But suddenly the door springs wide. And in steps the nocturnal stranger. His eyes rest with confident love On the slim, white maiden, Who stands trembling before him, Like a frightened lily. And he flings his mantle to the ground And laughs and speaks. "Thou see'st my child! I keep my word. And I come, and with me, comes The olden time when the gods of heaven Descended to the daughters of men. And embraced the daughters of men, And begot with them A race of sceptre-bearing kings. And heroes, the wonder of the world. But thou my child, no longer stand amazed At my divinity. And 1 beseech thee, boil me some tea with rum, For it is cold out doors. And in such a night-air as this. Even we, the eternal gods, must freeze. And we easily catch a divine catarrh. And an immortal cough." 229
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Where his feet fall<br />
Sparks are scattered and shells are cracked.<br />
And he wraps himself closer in his gray mande.<br />
And walks rapidly through the windy night,<br />
Surely guided by a little light.<br />
That kindly and invitingly beams<br />
From the lonely fisherman's hut.<br />
Father and brother are on the sea.<br />
And quite alone in the hut<br />
Bides the fisher's daughter.<br />
The fisher's rarely-beautiful daughter.<br />
She sits on the hearth,<br />
And listens to the cosy auspicious hum<br />
Of the boiling kettle,<br />
And lays crackling fagots upon the fire.<br />
And blows thereon,<br />
Till the flickering red flames<br />
With a magic charm are reflected<br />
On her blooming face.<br />
On her delicate white shoulders<br />
Which so pathetically outpeep<br />
From the coarse gray smock,<br />
And on her little tidy hand<br />
Which gathers more closely the petticoat<br />
About her dainty loins.<br />
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