The most romantic love poems..
Inspired by @We say goodbye in the pouring rain and i break down as you walk away (virtually art)
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Once There Was A Time/ ♥♥இڿڰۣஇڿڰۣ♥♥ -
Christian Johann Heinrich Heine (13 December 1797 in Düsseldorf – 17 February 1856 in Paris) was a journalist, essayist, and one of the most significant German romantic poets. He is remembered chiefly for selections of his lyric poetry, many of which were set to music in the form of lieder (art songs) by German composers.
By Cintra Pirata ~ The Art And Love Spy ~
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He wrote to her saying: ‘O come to me,
I long for you, so badly, you see,
I’m weeping: I’m fading fast –
She shook her head and only laughed..
ARANJUEZ MON AMOUR ♥♥இڿڰۣஇڿڰۣ♥♥
I can’t forget I had you,
Dear woman, sweet to hold,
That I once possessed you,
Your body, and your soul.
I still want your body,
That body young and true,
They can bury your soul, love,
I’ve soul enough for two.
I’ll cut my soul in pieces,
And breathe half into you,
And hug you: we must be, yes,
One soul and body too.
So, little, youthful maiden come
Into my ample, feverish heart
For heaven and earth and sea and sky
Do melt as love hath melt my heart..
They loved each other, but neither
Would admit to the other they could:
As enemies, they saw each other,
And almost died of their love.
'Never say goodbye, because goodbye ♡♡♡ means going away and going away means forgetting" ♥♫ ♪
In the end they parted and only
Saw each other sometimes in dreams:
It was long ago they had died,
But they scarcely knew it, it seems..
Oh Dearest, canst thou tell me why
The Rose should be so pale?
And why the azure Violet
Should wither in the vale?
And why is it that I, myself,
So languishing should be?
And why is it, my Heart-of-Hearts,
That thou forsakest me?
The air is cool as light recedes
And calmly flows the Rhine;
The peak of a nearby mountain glows
In the gloaming sun's shine..
So, the boat is lost and the boatmen, too
Engulfed, I do imply
By the beautiful face and enticing strain,
The song of the Lorelei.
Every day so lovely, shining,
Up and down, the Sultan’s daughter
Walked at evening by the water,
Where the white fountain splashes..
Every day the young slave stood
By the water, in the evening,
Where the white fountain splashes,
Every day grew pale, and paler..
And then the princess came one evening..
Heinrich Heine The Sad Love Poet
- "Allnächtlich im Traume seh ich dich,
- Und sehe dich freundlich grüßen,
- Und lautaufweinend stürz ich mich
- Zu deinen süßen Füßen.."
- (I can see You in My Dreams)
"I'm Sorry So Sorry/ Brenda Lee - I'm Sorry
I'm sorry, so sorry ~ That I was such a fool
I didn't know ~ Love could be so cruel "இڿڰۣஇڿڰۣ ♥
means going away and going away means
- Heine had had few serious love affairs, but in late 1834 he made the
acquaintance of a 19-year old Paris shopgirl, Crescence Eugénie Mirat,
whom he nicknamed "Mathilde"..
Heine reluctantly began a relationship with her. She was illiterate, knew no German, and had no interest in cultural or intellectual matters. Nevertheless she moved in with Heine in 1836 and lived with him for the rest of his life (they were married in 1841).
- Cintra Pirata ~ The Art Spy ~ (whatnews)
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