Heinrich Heine

(13 December 1797 – 17 February 1856 / Dusseldorf)

From 'To Seraphime' - Poem by Heinrich Heine

Wandl' ich in dem Wald des Abends

Through the wood when I am wandering
In the dusky eventide,
Goes a dainty form in silence
Always closely at my side.

Is not this thy veil, the white one?
This the gentle face I love?
Is it merely moonlight breaking
Through the gloomy firs above?

Is that sound the sound of weeping
From mine own eyes welling deep?
Or dost thou, Beloved, truly
Walk to-night by me and weep?

Es ragt ins Meer der Runenstein

The Runic stone from the sea rears high
Where I sit and dream and ponder;
The winds they pipe; the sea-gulls cry;
The billows foam and wander.

Oh, many a maiden loved have I,
With many a lad gone roaming—
Where are they now? The winds, they sigh-
The billows wander foaming.


Comments about From 'To Seraphime' by Heinrich Heine

  • (10/6/2017 4:40:00 PM)

    Nice poem. I love it. (Report)Reply

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  • (10/6/2017 4:40:00 PM)

    lovely poem. Well one. (Report)Reply

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  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (9/22/2017 10:28:00 PM)

    Oh, many a maiden loved have I,
    With many a lad gone roaming—
    Where are they now? The winds, they sigh-
    The billows wander foaming.

    A dreamers poem beautifully penned.
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  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (9/22/2017 1:24:00 PM)

    The Runic stone from the sea rears high
    Where I sit and dream and ponder;
    Beautifully written.
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  • Sabita Sahoo (9/22/2017 11:43:00 AM)

    A lovely poem to read, Thanks for the sharing. (Report)Reply

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  • Paul Reed (9/22/2017 7:17:00 AM)

    The winds they pipe, the sea-gulls cry, the billows foam and wander.....and suddenly the reader is there with the writer. (Report)Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/22/2017 6:06:00 AM)

    The Runic stone from the sea rears high
    Where I sit and dream and ponder;
    The winds they pipe; the sea-gulls cry;
    The billows foam and wander..... thrilling expression full of feelings. Beautifully crafted.
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  • Bernard F. Asuncion (9/22/2017 1:31:00 AM)

    I enjoyed reading this great poem..... (Report)Reply

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  • Gajanan Mishra (9/22/2017 12:07:00 AM)

    I sit and fream and ponder, beautiful (Report)Reply

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  • Terry Craddock (12/16/2016 12:17:00 AM)

    walking in memories roaming in the woods with the moonlight breaking, is apparently a good time to sit and ponder, but I fear in a romantic heart a good lover's moon should not be left lonely (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 20, 2010



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