Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LYRICAL INTERLUDE: 34, by HEINRICH HEINE Poet's Biography First Line: When in the tomb, my mistress fair Last Line: Still clasp'd in embraces enthralling. Subject(s): Death; Graves; Kisses; Love; Dead, The; Tombs; Tombstones | ||||||||
WHEN in the tomb, my mistress fair, The chilly tomb, thou must hide thee, I'll soon descend to rejoin thee there, And fondly nestle beside thee. I wildly will press thee, embrace thee, and kiss My pale, cold, fearful-to-see love! I'll tremble, weep, shout with rapturous bliss, And soon be a corpse like thee, love. The dead will arise, when midnight is nigh, And dance in airy troops lightly; But we in the tomb will quietly lie, Thine arms embracing me tightly. The dead will arise, when the loud trump of doom To bliss or to torment is calling; But regardless of all, we'll remain in the tomb, Still clasp'd in embraces enthralling. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE GRAVE OF MRS. HEMANS by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER THOSE GRAVES IN ROME by LARRY LEVIS NOT TO BE DWELLED ON by HEATHER MCHUGH ONE LAST DRAW OF THE PIPE by PAUL MULDOON ETRUSCAN TOMB by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS ENDING WITH A LINE FROM LEAR by MARVIN BELL |
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