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I.
The foul frog buried in the marsh and mire
Croaks all night long 'neath the immaculate star:
May I not then lift eyes and voice afar,
Winged to thy feet with chaste adoring fire?
Croaks all night long 'neath the immaculate star:
May I not then lift eyes and voice afar,
Winged to thy feet with chaste adoring fire?
I dream of thee sweet dreams that never tire,
Though the great gulf of heaven my passage bar,
And wide as worlds asunder lie we are,—
Perchance I would not wish thy presence nigher.
Though the great gulf of heaven my passage bar,
And wide as worlds asunder lie we are,—
Perchance I would not wish thy presence nigher.
Man may not see divinity too near,
Poisons with hopes and fears all loveliest things,
Stains with blood-offerings base the holiest shrine.
Poisons with hopes and fears all loveliest things,
Stains with blood-offerings base the holiest shrine.
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But I will sing of thee 'twixt tear and tear,
As with the dew and day-star on his wings
Sweet Heine sang the palm-tree and the pine.
As with the dew and day-star on his wings
Sweet Heine sang the palm-tree and the pine.
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