Poems by Gustavo Adolfo Becquer, (1836-1870)



Lyrical intermezzo No. 55


Often when two are parting,
Each grasps a hand as friend;
And then begins a weeping
And a sighing without end.


We did not sigh when parting;
No tears between us fell;
The weeping and the sighing
Came after our farewell.



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The viewless atoms of the air


The viewless atoms of the air
Around me palpitate and burn,
All heaven dissolves in gold, and earth
Quivers with new-found joy.
Floating on waves of harmony I hear
A stir of kisses, and a sweep of wings;
Mine eyelids close--"What pageant nears?"
"'Tis Love that passes by!"