Mathilde Blind

(1841 - 1896 / Germany)

All My Heart Is Stirring Lightly - Poem by Mathilde Blind

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All my heart is stirring lightly
Like dim violets winter-bound,
Quickening as they feel the brightly
Glowing sunlight underground.

Yea, this drear and silent bosom,
Hushed as snow-hid grove but now,
Breaketh into leaf and blossom
Like a gleaming vernal bough.

Oh the singing, singing, singing!
Callow hopes that thrill my breast!
Can the lark of love be winging
Back to its abandoned nest?


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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