Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916.
XXXV. Consolation. Heart, my HeartHeinrich Heine (17971856)
Translated by Edward William Thomson
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Wail no more the weary days,
Spring will freshen all the ways
By the winter made forlorn.
And how much remains to thee!
And, my heart, thou need’st to care
For all things that pleasant be.