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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - The Two Locks Of Hair. From The German Of PfeizerHenry Wadsworth Longfellow - The Two Locks Of Hair. From The German Of Pfeizer
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A Youth, light-hearted and content,   I wander through the world Here, Arab-like, is pitched my tent   And straight again is furled. Yet oft I dream, that once a wife   Close in my heart was locked, And in the sweet repose of life   A blessed child I rocked. I wake! Away that dream,--away!   Too long did it remain! So long, that both by night and day   It ever comes again. The end lies ever in my thought;   To a grave so cold and deep The mother beautiful was brought;   Then dropt the child asleep. But now the dream is wholly o`er,   I bathe mine eyes and see; And wander through the world once more,   A youth so light and free. Two locks--and they are wondrous fair--   Left me that vision mild; The brown is from the mother`s hair,   The blond is from the child. And when I see that lock of gold,   Pale grows the evening-red; And when the dark lock I behold,   I wish that I were dead.
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