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Annie Of Tharaw. (From The Low German Of Simon Dach)

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Annie of Tharaw, my true love of old,
She is my life, and my goods, and my gold.

Annie of Tharaw, her heart once again
To me has surrendered in joy and in pain.

Annie of Tharaw, my riches, my good,
Thou, O my soul, my flesh, and my blood!

Then come the wild weather, come sleet or come snow,
We will stand by each other, however it blow.
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Khairul Ahsan 16 July 2019
A timeless, priceless piece! So many expressions that I loved a lot, like: * 'Oppression, and sickness, and sorrow, and pain Shall be to our true love as links to the chain'. * So love in our hearts shall grow mighty and strong, Through crosses, through sorrows, through manifold wrong'.
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Edward Kofi Louis 15 July 2019
" Such man and wife" ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 15 July 2019
A brilliant expression has been made. Beautiful poem.
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Ruta Mohapatra 15 July 2019
So nice and touching, a tribute to true love!
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Ratnakar Mandlik 15 July 2019
" The threads of our two lives are woven in one " A well deserved Classic poem of the Day by virtue of it's amazing conceptualization and narration of the all inclusive love.
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Aniruddha Pathak 15 July 2019
Love ah in lovely pairs of couplet, and ending with a beauty: 'This turns to a heaven the hut where we dwell; 'While wrangling soon changes a home to a.
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Gajanan Mishra 15 July 2019
Such is love, true to words
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Adeeb Alfateh 15 July 2019
So love in our hearts shall grow mighty and strong, Through crosses, through sorrows, through manifold wrong. Shouldst thou be torn from me to wander alone In a desolate land where the sun is scarce known, - great great excellent write great 10++++++++++++++++++++++++
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Bernard F. Asuncion 15 July 2019
A wonderfully crafted poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.....
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