Surprised by joy—impatient as the Wind
I turned to share the transport—Oh! with whom
But Thee, long buried in the silent Tomb,
That spot which no vicissitude can find?
Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind—
But how could I forget thee?—Through what power,
Even for the least division of an hour,
Have I been so beguiled as to be blind
To my...
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I’ve watched you now a full half-hour,
Self-poised upon that yellow flower;
And, little Butterfly! indeed
I know not if you sleep or feed.
How motionless!—not frozen seas
More motionless! and then
What joy awaits you, when the breeze
Hath found you out among the trees,
And calls you forth again!This plot of orchard-ground is ours;
My trees... -
I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright.
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Hath led me—who knows how?
To thy chamber window, Sweet!The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream—
And the champak’s odours
... -
I read, dear friend, in your dear face
Your life’s tale told with perfect grace;
The river of your life, I trace
Up the sun-chequered, devious bed
To the far-distant fountain-head.Not one quick beat of your warm heart,
Nor thought that came to you apart,
Pleasure nor pity, love nor pain
Nor sorrow, has gone by in vain;But as some lone...
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We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade;
Since first beneath the chestnut-trees
In infancy we played.
But coldness dwells within thy heart,
A cloud is on thy brow;
We have been friends together—
Shall a light word part us now?We have been gay together;
We have laugh’d at little jests;
For the fount of hope was gushing... -
As often-times the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from the nightingale,
So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of tune.And as at dawn across the level mead
On wings impetuous some wind will come,
And with its too harsh kisses break... -
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4.
»Guide« und Fernrohr unter’m Arm
Schreitet er mit hagern Beinen
Durch des Volkes lauten Schwarm –
Englands’ Sohn – ich will es meinen!5...
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Hurra, hurra,
Von der Tann ist da!
Von der Tann ist gekommen auf Eisenbahnen,
Mit Einsen die Wege sich weiter bahnen.
Ihr lieben Dänen, nun müssen wir weiter,
Rasch über die Eider, rasch über die Eider,
Und weiter, weiter, - hurra, hurra,
Von der Tann ist da! Von der Tann ist da.Hurra, hurra,
Von der Tann ist da!
Ihr Düppelschen... -
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2.
„Y–a! Y–a!“ „Maledetto –
Willst du endlich?“ doch er steht,
Trotzig weit die Beine spreizend,
Hoch die Nüstern aufgebläht.5 Schläge? Pah! sein...
