Poem: “Two Songs of Heine” by Henry Van Dyke

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Two Songs of Heine

A fir-tree standeth lonelyOn a barren northern height,Asleep, while winter coversHis rest with robes of white.

In dreams, he sees a palm-treeIn the golden morning-land;She droops alone and silentIn burning wastes of sand.

Fair art thou as a flower And innocent and shy:I look on thee and sorrow; I grieve, I know not why.

I long to lay, in blessing, My hand upon thy brow,And pray that God may keep thee As fair and pure as now.

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