The Nibelung's Ring; English Words to Richard Wagner's Ring des Nibelungen
From the book's Dedication:
TO RICHARD WAGNER
With A Privately Printed Copy Of" The Walk Yrie."
("Die Liebe lockte den Lens")
Winter has waned upon his stormy wing—
the woods are wild with flowers—before my eyes
Spring on the world lies like a lover lies—
the birds have bursts of song for everything—
it seems as if the ceaseless blossoming,
the splendour and the spell can never tire—
for if night comes the moon is like a fire—
and yet my sadness will not let me sing.
Mine is the single sorrow—how shall I
bring to my heart the heart I long to bring ?—
My heart so bleeds at my own bitter cry
I taste its blood—as Siegfried, for the ring,
did Farrier's, and a bird, as it goes by,
laughs "Love's enough—'twas Love that lured the
Spring!"
Spring, 1873.
"1137333049"
TO RICHARD WAGNER
With A Privately Printed Copy Of" The Walk Yrie."
("Die Liebe lockte den Lens")
Winter has waned upon his stormy wing—
the woods are wild with flowers—before my eyes
Spring on the world lies like a lover lies—
the birds have bursts of song for everything—
it seems as if the ceaseless blossoming,
the splendour and the spell can never tire—
for if night comes the moon is like a fire—
and yet my sadness will not let me sing.
Mine is the single sorrow—how shall I
bring to my heart the heart I long to bring ?—
My heart so bleeds at my own bitter cry
I taste its blood—as Siegfried, for the ring,
did Farrier's, and a bird, as it goes by,
laughs "Love's enough—'twas Love that lured the
Spring!"
Spring, 1873.
The Nibelung's Ring; English Words to Richard Wagner's Ring des Nibelungen
From the book's Dedication:
TO RICHARD WAGNER
With A Privately Printed Copy Of" The Walk Yrie."
("Die Liebe lockte den Lens")
Winter has waned upon his stormy wing—
the woods are wild with flowers—before my eyes
Spring on the world lies like a lover lies—
the birds have bursts of song for everything—
it seems as if the ceaseless blossoming,
the splendour and the spell can never tire—
for if night comes the moon is like a fire—
and yet my sadness will not let me sing.
Mine is the single sorrow—how shall I
bring to my heart the heart I long to bring ?—
My heart so bleeds at my own bitter cry
I taste its blood—as Siegfried, for the ring,
did Farrier's, and a bird, as it goes by,
laughs "Love's enough—'twas Love that lured the
Spring!"
Spring, 1873.
TO RICHARD WAGNER
With A Privately Printed Copy Of" The Walk Yrie."
("Die Liebe lockte den Lens")
Winter has waned upon his stormy wing—
the woods are wild with flowers—before my eyes
Spring on the world lies like a lover lies—
the birds have bursts of song for everything—
it seems as if the ceaseless blossoming,
the splendour and the spell can never tire—
for if night comes the moon is like a fire—
and yet my sadness will not let me sing.
Mine is the single sorrow—how shall I
bring to my heart the heart I long to bring ?—
My heart so bleeds at my own bitter cry
I taste its blood—as Siegfried, for the ring,
did Farrier's, and a bird, as it goes by,
laughs "Love's enough—'twas Love that lured the
Spring!"
Spring, 1873.
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Product Details
ISBN-13: | 9781663532657 |
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Publisher: | Barnes & Noble Press |
Publication date: | 07/13/2020 |
Pages: | 358 |
Product dimensions: | 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.80(d) |
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