«Under the same star, I am sure, / We both crossed the worldly rims; / We stepped along same road poor, / And were deceived by same false dreams. / Well, from my noble goal early / Deprived by passions, wild and strong, / I had forgot, while fighting vainly, / My youthful years’ sacre...»
«If you are here, I want to hear, / You’re absent — I’ve a lot to say; / But, mute, you look at me severe, / And I am silent on my way. What can I do? I haven’t a blessing / To please you with my simple tongue… / All this could sometimes be great fun, / If were not so much dis»
«Sie liebten beiden, doch keiner / Wollt'es dem andern gestehn. / Heine Their love was so gentle, so long, and surprising, / With pining, so deep, and zeal, like a crazy uprising! / But, much like foes, they shunned their meetings, confessions… / And were cold and empty their short conve...»
«The sail is whitening alone / In blue obscurity of sea: / What did it leave in country own? / What does it want so far to see. The wind is strong, the mast is creaking, / The wave is playing with the wave... / But not a fortune is it seeking, / Nor from this fortune is its way. By it a...»