Song

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h2><SPAN name="SONG2" id="SONG2"></SPAN>SONG.</h2> <h2>HEINRICH HEINE.</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">Night lay upon my eyelids,<br/></span> <span class="i1">About my lips earth clave;<br/></span> <span class="i0">With stony heart and forehead<br/></span> <span class="i1">I lay within my grave.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">How long I cannot reckon,<br/></span> <span class="i1">I slept in that strait bed;<br/></span> <span class="i0">I woke and heard distinctly<br/></span> <span class="i1">A knocking overhead.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">"Wilt thou not rise, my Henry?<br/></span> <span class="i1">The eternal dawn is here;<br/></span> <span class="i0">The dead have re-arisen,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Immortal bliss is near."<br/></span></div> <span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</SPAN></span><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">"I cannot rise, my darling,<br/></span> <span class="i1">I am blinded to the day.<br/></span> <span class="i0">Mine eyes with tears, thou knowest,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Have wept themselves away."<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">"Oh, I will kiss them, Henry,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Kiss from thine eyes the night.<br/></span> <span class="i0">Thou shalt behold the angels<br/></span> <span class="i1">And the celestial light."<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">"I cannot rise, my darling,<br/></span> <span class="i1">My blood is still outpoured<br/></span> <span class="i0">Where thou didst wound my heart once<br/></span> <span class="i1">With sharp and cruel word."<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">"I'll lay my hand, dear Henry,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Upon thy heart again.<br/></span> <span class="i0">Then shall it cease from bleeding.<br/></span> <span class="i1">And stilled shall be its pain."<br/></span></div> <span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</SPAN></span><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">"I cannot rise, my darling,<br/></span> <span class="i1">My head is bleeding&mdash;see!<br/></span> <span class="i0">I shot myself, thou knowest,<br/></span> <span class="i1">When thou wast reft from me."<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">"Oh, with my hair, dear Henry,<br/></span> <span class="i1">I'll staunch the cruel wound,<br/></span> <span class="i0">And press the blood-stream backward;<br/></span> <span class="i1">Thou shalt be whole and sound."<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">So kind, so sweet she wooed me,<br/></span> <span class="i1">I could not say her nay;<br/></span> <span class="i0">I tried to rise and follow,<br/></span> <span class="i1">And clasp my loving may.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">Then all my wounds burst open,<br/></span> <span class="i1">From head and breast outbreak<br/></span> <span class="i0">The gushing blood in torrents&mdash;<br/></span> <span class="i1">And lo, I am awake!<br/></span></div> </div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />