Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916.
SeraphineHeinrich Heine (17971856)
Translated by Emma Lazarus
I
In the wood at eventide;
And thy slender graceful figure
Wanders ever by my side.
Is not that thy gentle face?
Is it but the moonlight breaking
Through the dark fir branches’ space?
Be my very own I hear?
Or indeed, art thou beside me,
Weeping, darling, close anear?