(Not in the English sense of the word, but the German, where it has the meaning of betrothed.)I SLEPT,--'twas midnight,--in my bosom woke,As though 'twere day, my love-o'erflowing heart;To me it seemed like night, when day first broke;What is't to me, whate'er it may impart?
She was away; the world's unceasing strifeFor her alone I suffer'd through the heat Of sultry day; oh, what refreshing lifeAt cooling eve!--my guerdon was complete.
The sun now set, and wand'ring hand in hand,His last and blissful look we greeted then;While spake our eyes, as they each other scann'd:
"From the far east, let's trust, he'll come again!"At midnight!--the bright stars, in vision blest,Guide to the threshold where she slumbers calm:
Oh be it mine, there too at length to rest,--Yet howsoe'er this prove, life's full of charm!
1828.
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