Chambers Twain

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E. Mathews, 1890 - 99 pages
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Page 84 - Herz, set nicht beklommen HEART, my heart, yield not to sadness; Be submissive to thy fate; And spring restoreth — only wait — All that winter steals from gladness. Think but how much there still is left thee, Think but how fair the world is still; Heart, my heart, befall what will, Love can never be bereft thee. Du bisl wie eine Blume Du bist wie eine Blume, So hold und schon und rein ; Ich schau' dich an, und Wehmut Schleicht mir ins Herz hinein.
Page 90 - ALL sadly through the wild ravine A warrior slowly drave: ' Ah! now am I nearer my darling's arms, Or nearer the silent grave ?' The mountain answer gave: ' The silent grave !' And farther the warrior rideth, And a sigh breaks from his breast: ' And must I then enter the grave so soon ? Ah well, in the grave there is rest!
Page 2 - Kammerii hat das Herz, Drin wohnen Die Freude uiid der Schmerz. SB In a small volume of poems entitled ' Chambers Twain,' by Ernest Radford (published by Elkin Mathews, Vigo Street), the following little song appears to be a translation from Hermann Neumann : — The Heart hath chambers twain, Wherein Dwell Joy and Pain. Joy in his chamber stirs, While Pain Sleeps on in hers. Oh Joy, refrain, refrain ! Speak low : You may awaken Pain. It is possible that the poem MB.
Page 71 - As fresh and pure and fair ; I gaze on thee, and sadness Steals o'er me unaware. I fain would lay...
Page 70 - VES, thou art wretched, and I must endure; — Love, we shall both be wretched until death! When these sick hearts shall break there is one cure ; Love, we shall both be wretched until death. I see thy lips that wreathed are with scorn, I see thy bright eyes flashing haughtily, And thy proud bosom statelily upborne, — Yet art thou wretched, — wretched, love, as I. The scorning lips are twitched with stifled pain, Tear-dimmed thine eyes as jewels at a breath, The proud breast hides its...
Page 22 - To mark where, treasured with the rest, There lies a stone, no common stone, ' A fragment' — of a woman's breast. Profess, Professor, all you know ! I ask, among...
Page vi - MANY of these pieces have appeared in magazines to whose editors, with the rarest exceptions, I am under no obligation.
Page i - Only Fifty copies of this Large Paper Edition printed, of which this is No.

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