HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories
HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories
The beautiful spinner weepeth, And moistens with tears her thread. At her feet her father's pointer. Whimpering, crouches his head. 82
When I met by thance in my travels All my sweetheart's family. Papa, mamma, little sister Most cordially greeted me. About my health they inquired; Nor even did they fail To say I was nowise altered. Only a trifle pale. I asked after aunts and cousins. And many a dull old bore. And after the dear little poodle. That barked so softly of yore. And how was my married sweetheart? I asked them soon. They smiled. And in friendliest tone made answer She was soon to have a child. 83
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The beautiful spinner weepeth,<br />
And moistens with tears her thread.<br />
At her feet her father's pointer.<br />
Whimpering, crouches his head.<br />
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