Serpent that devours thy heart...

Ich Grolle Nicht

Henrich Heine

 

I'll not complain {bear a grudge}, though my heart break,

O love ever lost! I'll not complain.

Though thou dost gleam in jeweled splendor,

There falls no ray upon thy heart's night.

 

I've known it long. For I saw thee in a dream,

and say the night within thy heart's domain,

And saw the serpent that devours thy heart, 

I saw, my love, how miserable thou art.

 

-Chris, thanks for this delightful morsel...