A Heine Love Song
The image of the moon at night
All trembling in the ocean lies,
But she, with calm and steadfast light,
Moves proudly through the radiant skies,
How like the tranquil moon thou art-
Thou fairest flower of womankind!
And, look, within my fluttering heart
Thy image trembling is enshrined!
Eugene Field
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