The broken flower
Language: English 
Oh! wear it on thy heart, my love!
Still, still a little while! 
Sweetness is lingering in its leaves. 
Though faded be their smile.
 
Yet, for the sake of what hath been. 
Oh! cast it not away! 
'Twas born to grace a summer scene, 
A long, bright, golden day. 
My love ! 
A long, bright, golden day! 

A little while around thee, love! 
Its fragrance yet shall cling. 
Telling, that on thy heart hath lain, 
A fair, though faded thing.

But not ev'n that warm heart hath power
To win it back from fate : 
Oh! I am like thy broken flower, 
Cherish'd too late, too late. 
My love! 
Cherish'd, alas! too late. 

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  • Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Ferdinand Freiligrath (1810 - 1876) ; composed by Karl Ludwig Friedrich Hetsch, Theodor Mohr, Karl Heinrich Carsten Reinecke, Max Spicker.

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2008-11-21
Line count: 20
Word count: 113