HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories
HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories
:8 Upon the far horizon Like a picture of the mist. Appears the towered city By the twilight shadows kissed. The moist, soft breezes ripple Our boat's wake gray and dark. With mournful measured cadence The boatman rows my bark. The sun from clouds outshining. Lights up once more the coast. The very spot it shows me Where she I loved was lost. 98
All hail to thee, thou fairest And most mysterious town! That once inclosed my dearest Within thy gateways brown. Speak out, ye towers and portals! My sweetheart, where is she? I left her in your keeping; Ye should my warders be. The towers are not guilty. For rooted fast were they. When sweetheart, with trunks and luggage. So quickly stole away. The gates gave willing passage. With noiseless bars and locks. A door will always open. When the adorer knocks. 99
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- Page 86 and 87: We spake of storm and shipwreck. Th
- Page 88 and 89: The moon is up, and brightly Beams
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- Page 106 and 107: 25 I gazed upon her portrait. While
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Upon the far horizon<br />
Like a picture of the mist.<br />
Appears the towered city<br />
By the twilight shadows kissed.<br />
The moist, soft breezes ripple<br />
Our boat's wake gray and dark.<br />
With mournful measured cadence<br />
The boatman rows my bark.<br />
The sun from clouds outshining.<br />
Lights up once more the coast.<br />
The very spot it shows me<br />
Where she I loved was lost.<br />
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