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Poor wounded heart

Language: English

    Poor wounded heart, farewell!
        Thy hour of rest is come;
        Thou soon wilt reach thy home,
    Poor wounded heart, farewell!
The pain thou'lt feel in breaking
    Less bitter far will be,
Than that long, deadly aching,
    This life has been to thee.

    There -- broken heart, farewell!
        The pang is o'er --
        The parting pang is o'er;
        Thou now wilt bleed no more.
    Poor broken heart, farewell!
No rest for thee but dying --
    Like waves whose strife is past,
On death's cold shore thus lying,
    Thou sleepst in peace at last --
        Poor broken heart, farewell!


Translation(s): FRE

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Text added to the website: 2013-01-10.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:05:07
Line count: 18
Word count: 94

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Pauvre cœur blessé, pars, adieu !

Language: French (Français) after the English

Pauvre cœur blessé, pars, adieu ! 
Lentes, froides, viennent tes heures ; 
Vois resplendir d'autres demeures,
Pauvre cœur blessé, pars, adieu !
Le cri dernier de ta souffrance
Te sera, mourant, moins amer
Que la longue et mortelle transe 
Que tu nommais ta vie hier. 

C'en est fait, ton soupir s'efface :
Pauvre cœur brisé, dors, adieu ! 
Goutte de sang, larme à ta face,
Frisson muet, tout fuit sans trace ; 
Pauvre cœur brisé, dors, adieu ! 
La mort n'est qu'un sommeil suprême : 
Ainsi la lame a déferlé, 
Ainsi sur la plage, roulé,
En paix enfin tu dors toi-même. 
Pauvre cœur brisé, dors, adieu !


About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with Poésies intimes, Paris, Librairie Académique, Didier et Ce, 1877, page 300.


Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator]

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Based on
  • a text in English by Thomas Moore (1779 - 1852), "Poor wounded heart"
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Henry Théodore Pontet. Go to the text.

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Text added to the website: 2018-01-06.
Last modified: 2018-01-06 17:56:28
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Word count: 107