Heinrich Heine

(13 December 1797 – 17 February 1856 / Dusseldorf)

Heinrich Heine Poems

1. In The Underworld 6/26/2015
2. With A Copy Of 'The Rabbi Of Bachwach' 4/20/2010
3. The Voyage 4/20/2010
4. Zueignung 4/20/2010
5. Wenn Ich, Beseligt 4/20/2010
6. The North Sea -- Second Cycle 4/20/2010
7. The North Sea -- First Cycle 4/20/2010
8. This Mad Carnival Of Loving 4/20/2010
9. The Tear 4/20/2010
10. Night On The Shore 4/25/2012
11. To Edom! 4/20/2010
12. The Evening Gossip 4/20/2010
13. The Fir-Tree And The Palm 4/20/2010
14. The Hostile Brothers 4/20/2010
15. The Lore-Lei 4/20/2010
16. Unterm Weissen Baume 4/20/2010
17. Mein Tag War Heiter 4/20/2010
18. New Spring (1831) 4/20/2010
19. Still Ist Die Nacht 4/20/2010
20. Die Lorelei 11/22/2014
21. Morphine 4/20/2010
22. My Darling, We Sat Together 4/20/2010
23. Mein Kind, Wir Waren Kinder 4/20/2010
24. Where? 4/20/2010
25. Why The Roses Are So Pale 4/20/2010
26. The Old Dream Comes Again To Me 4/20/2010
27. Ich Glaub Nicht An Den Himmel 4/20/2010
28. Der Asra 4/20/2010
29. Der Scheidende 4/20/2010
30. Es Liegt Der Heisse Sommer 4/20/2010
31. Abenddämmerung 12/13/2011
32. Altes Kaminstück 4/20/2010
33. Als Ich, Auf Der Reise 4/20/2010
34. Meergruß 4/20/2010
35. Gedächtnisfeier 4/20/2010
36. Ich Hatte Einst 4/20/2010
37. Ad Finem 4/20/2010
38. Der Tod, Das Ist 4/20/2010
39. Ein Fichtenbaum 4/20/2010
40. Of Pearls And Stars 4/20/2010
Best Poem of Heinrich Heine

A Palm-Tree

A single fir-tree, lonely,
on a northern mountain height,
sleeps in a white blanket,
draped in snow and ice.

His dreams are of a palm-tree,
who, far in eastern lands,
weeps, all alone and silent,
among the burning sands.

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Death

Our death is in the cool of night,
our life is in the pool of day.
The darkness glows, I’m drowning,
the day has tired me with light.

Over my head in leaves grown deep,
sings the young nightingale.
It only sings of love there,
I hear it in my sleep.

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