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

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    Remembering the birth anniversary and salute the great poet on his birth day 13th December which is also mine too, for his great contribution for the human being.

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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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Als Ich, Auf Der Reise

Just by chance on my journey
I met my beloved’s kin,
Sister and father and mother
Knew me, and welcomed me in.
They asked me how I was faring,
And said, as I entered the place,
That I wasn’t changed a bit, just
A little thin in the face.
I asked after aunts and cousins,

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