HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories

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64 l^eine. Thro' the seas of Fableland, now, Thro' the azure deeps of Fable, Doth my ship, — my wizard shallop, Glide along her dreamlike course. Scattering sparkles, flitting, flashing, From the softly-heaving azure. Shoals of clumsy headed dolphins Round us gambol as we go. And, upon their shoulders hoisted. Gaily ride my sea postillions. Little Loves, with puft cheeks blowing Thro' the quaintest rosy conches. Shrilly they their trumpets flourish — But, 0 hark ! I hear deep under. In the depth of the dim waters, Little mocking laughters sound. Well I know that sound sarcastic ! 'Tis the saucy water-faeries And pert nixies, — unbelievers Who are making fun of us : Laughing at my Ship of folly. Laughing at my foolish shipmates. Mocking us for our fool's errand To the Isle of Bimini! STERNE. He was the favorite child of the pale goddess of tragedy. Once, in a paroxysm

^tint. 65 of cmel tenderness, she kissed his young heart so vehemently, with such passionate love and fervor, that his heart began to bleed, and suddenly comprehended all the sorrows of this earth, and was filled with infinite compassion. But the younger daughter of IVInemosyne, the rosy goddess of gaiety, was quickly at hand, and took the suffering boy into her arms, and tried to comfort him with laughter and song, and gave him for playthings the mask of comedy and the fool's bells, and soothed him with kisses; and with her kisses bestowed upon him all her levity, all her thoughtless giddiness, all her witty coquettish arts. Ever after, there was perpetual contradiction between the thoughts of Sterne's heart and the words, of his lips. Often when his heart is moved by tragic feeling, and he seeks to express the deep bleeding anguish of his soul, lo ! even to his own amazement, from his lips flow smiling delightsome words. FREEDOM. If freedom, which God forbid ! were ever to disappear from the whole earth, a German dreamer would discover her again in his dreams.

64 l^eine.<br />

Thro' the seas of Fableland, now,<br />

Thro' the azure deeps of Fable,<br />

Doth my ship, — my wizard shallop,<br />

Glide along her dreamlike course.<br />

Scattering sparkles, flitting, flashing,<br />

From the softly-heaving azure.<br />

Shoals of clumsy headed dolphins<br />

Round us gambol as we go.<br />

And, upon their shoulders hoisted.<br />

Gaily ride my sea postillions.<br />

Little Loves, with puft cheeks blowing<br />

Thro' the quaintest rosy conches.<br />

Shrilly they their trumpets flourish —<br />

But, 0 hark ! I hear deep under.<br />

In the depth of the dim waters,<br />

Little mocking laughters sound.<br />

Well I know that sound sarcastic !<br />

'Tis the saucy water-faeries<br />

And pert nixies, — unbelievers<br />

Who are making fun of us :<br />

Laughing at my Ship of folly.<br />

Laughing at my foolish shipmates.<br />

Mocking us for our fool's errand<br />

To the Isle of Bimini!<br />

STERNE.<br />

He was the favorite child of the pale<br />

goddess of tragedy. Once, in a paroxysm

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