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XXV. A DYING POET'S LOVE
When Heine lay upon his bed of pain
Helpless, the end being near,
Love sought his couch, and sought it like a fane,
Brightening the prospect drear.
Helpless, the end being near,
Love sought his couch, and sought it like a fane,
Brightening the prospect drear.
Young love was near him on that dying bed.
A young girl's gentle heart
Yearned over Heine's world-worn weary head
And worshipped Heine's Art.
A young girl's gentle heart
Yearned over Heine's world-worn weary head
And worshipped Heine's Art.
He loved her with the love intense and wild
A genius-spirit brings:
She on this earth of ours as yet a child,—
He 'mid the next world's kings.
A genius-spirit brings:
She on this earth of ours as yet a child,—
He 'mid the next world's kings.
So when he died, their spirits could not part.
She held him with her bloom;
She held him with her girlish young live heart:
He held her from the tomb.
She held him with her bloom;
She held him with her girlish young live heart:
He held her from the tomb.
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