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Like a legend , hill and castle , Green and wood went swiftly by , And the whole I saw there gleaming In that gracious lady ' s eye .
DU BIST WIE FINE BLUME . Like unto a fair flower So sweet and pure thou art ; I look on thee , and sadness , Steals straight unto my heart .
. I feel as if I gently laid My hands upon thy hair , Praying that God would keep thee Thus pure , and sweet , and fan .
ICH HABE , IM TRAHM GEWEINET . I wept , alas , in my dream , For I dreamt thou wert in thy grave , I awoke , and my flowing tears Did still my pale cheeks lave .
I wept , alas , in my dream , That thou hadst forsaken me ; I awoke , and still I wept me Both long and bitterly . I wept , alas , in my dream ,
Though I dreamt thou wert true to me ; I awoke , and my flood of tears Still was streaming clown for thee .
DER RUNENSTEIN . I sat me down with my dreams , Where the Rune stone appears in the sea , The wind it pipes , the sea-gulls mew , The waves curl and foam in glee .
I have loved full many a charming girl , And many a trusty male ; Where are they gone 1 The wind it passes , The waves curl and foam in state . From that charming little work , " Flowers from Fatherland , " so ably edited by Bro .
the Rev . Geo . Coltman , Mr . Trotter , and M . A . Adam , M . D ., we find translated by Mr . Adam the pleasant and well-known " Herz , Mein Herz , sei Nicht Beklommen , " which is generally known amongst us as—HEART , MY HEART . Heart , my heart , he not thus troubled ,
Bear thy lot , though hard it be , For what winter takes from thee , Spring shall give thee back redoubled .
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Reviews.
Like a legend , hill and castle , Green and wood went swiftly by , And the whole I saw there gleaming In that gracious lady ' s eye .
DU BIST WIE FINE BLUME . Like unto a fair flower So sweet and pure thou art ; I look on thee , and sadness , Steals straight unto my heart .
. I feel as if I gently laid My hands upon thy hair , Praying that God would keep thee Thus pure , and sweet , and fan .
ICH HABE , IM TRAHM GEWEINET . I wept , alas , in my dream , For I dreamt thou wert in thy grave , I awoke , and my flowing tears Did still my pale cheeks lave .
I wept , alas , in my dream , That thou hadst forsaken me ; I awoke , and still I wept me Both long and bitterly . I wept , alas , in my dream ,
Though I dreamt thou wert true to me ; I awoke , and my flood of tears Still was streaming clown for thee .
DER RUNENSTEIN . I sat me down with my dreams , Where the Rune stone appears in the sea , The wind it pipes , the sea-gulls mew , The waves curl and foam in glee .
I have loved full many a charming girl , And many a trusty male ; Where are they gone 1 The wind it passes , The waves curl and foam in state . From that charming little work , " Flowers from Fatherland , " so ably edited by Bro .
the Rev . Geo . Coltman , Mr . Trotter , and M . A . Adam , M . D ., we find translated by Mr . Adam the pleasant and well-known " Herz , Mein Herz , sei Nicht Beklommen , " which is generally known amongst us as—HEART , MY HEART . Heart , my heart , he not thus troubled ,
Bear thy lot , though hard it be , For what winter takes from thee , Spring shall give thee back redoubled .